Chapter 1167: Luo Jifeng Extra Story: A Man Like the Wind! (20)
Luo Jifeng Extra: A man like the wind! (20)
On the sixth day, we finally arrived at Jiuchong Snow Mountain.
It was probably the first time she had been to such a cold place. She was wearing a fox fur cloak bought from a herdsman and still kept breathing into her palms.
There is still one day left, so I propose to take a rest here first and then continue on our way in the evening.[
Firstly, it is convenient to sneak in at night, and secondly, we really need to take a rest and rest our strength.
After all, the current Jiuchong Palace does not welcome me at all, and naturally, it will not welcome her.
This time, she didn't refuse.
I found a familiar cave, hugged Cao'er and sat down. She then took the initiative to fetch the snow, brought it to Cao'er's lips, and poured the snow water in little by little.
In the past few days, Cao'er has also lost a lot of weight.
While catching the snowball, my fingers inadvertently touched her palm. Her hand was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
It seems to be colder than the snowball.
Looking at her from the side, the face looking up seemed to have become much thinner, and the already sharp chin looked even more pitiful.
Seeing her turn around to leave, by some strange combination of circumstances, I grabbed her palm, dragged it over, and stuffed it between my clothes.
I could feel her coldness through my clothes, and I was suddenly frightened.
What am I doing, warming someone else's hands? This is something I can only do to someone else?!
While I was shocked by what I had done, she twisted her hand twice and found a more comfortable position.
Not only that, she also extended her other hand even harder, and in the end, she even put her face between my cloak and pressed it against my chest.
Through her clothes, she could still feel her cold body temperature.
Even so, my body suddenly became hotter and hotter.
"Really, why didn't I think of you before, Luo Jifeng, you are a natural heater?!"
She twisted her face like a cat and leaned against me in the most comfortable position. There was no shyness that an ordinary woman should have in her tone, but she was just domineering and natural.
It seems that this is what I should do!
This time, I didn’t have any anger or complaints. Could it be that I’m used to her dominance?! [