"Ye Chen, are you very nervous?" She could clearly feel his heartbeat, as if it was getting more and more disordered. Is the oppression she put on him so strong? She is already very gentle.
"...some." Ye Chen's voice was almost inaudible, and a slight slight color appeared on his cold handsome face.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just... a little cold." Qiongying thought for a while before coming up with a reason.
"I'll go and order the stove. Do you want to dress?" Ye Chen said nervously, feeling her breath was very cold and strange, and even the flow rate of the air became abnormal.
"No, it's just a matter of chance." Qiongying tightened his hand and refused to let him leave.
"You can't take it lightly for a while, as it's easy to catch a cold." Ye Chen advised softly.
"Have you ever seen me catch a cold?" Qiongying said with some amusement. Her physique is afraid of heat and not cold.
"But... you will be cold..." He had never seen her catch a cold before. Even in the deep winter, she was still dressed very thinly and never used a stove, but he would get used to it.
Qiongying frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then said: "My cold is not my usual cold body, but the excess cold air during the cultivation process."
When Ye Chen heard this, he became even more worried. The more advanced his cultivation level was, the more dangerous the cultivation process would be. What's more, some people could not control the powerful illusion power and were retaliated.
"It's better to let the doctor come and take a look." Ye Chen thought about asking the doctor to come again.
"The doctor has seen it, saying that just by looking for someone who is not afraid of heat and has a warm constitution, you can remove the cold air." Qiongying said it clearly.
Ye Chen believed it deeply, but because of his practice of ice control, his body temperature was low, so he naturally thought of someone who was practicing fire control technique. His body was warm and he was even more afraid of heat.
"It seems that Qingjun is more suitable." His tone was a little disappointed that he didn't even know.
"The so-called water and fire are incompatible, and everything will be reversed even if it is extreme. Your body temperature is just right. Are you cold?" Qiongying slightly lowered his body temperature.
"It's not cold." Ye Chen was in a messy mind and wanted to reach out to hug her. He felt that she was cold.
"This proves that you are very suitable." Qiongying said naturally.
When Ye Chen heard this, he stopped hesitating and slowly stretched out his hand to wrap it around her waist to dispel the cold air on her body.
Qiongying reached out to hold his hair and played with it. Her lips outlined a slight curve, and her eyes had a smile of success.
"Master, are you still cold?" Ye Chen was a little fascinated, his voice not as calm as usual.
"There is another point, have you opened your eyes?" Qiongying asked.
"No." Ye Chen was confused, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.
"Very good. Without my orders, you are not allowed to open your eyes." Qiongying's tone was invisibly oppressive and powerful.
"Ye Chen nodded. With this slight movement, he gently touched her hair on his side, and felt it falling on his neck. His face was a little hot.
"Ye Chen, are you tired?" Qiong Ying asked, as if she had stood for a while.
"Not tired." Ye Chen smiled slightly, his hands were very gentle.
He followed her for eleven years and watched her grow up. She was a dragon above the nine heavens, unparalleled. If he could make her happy, it would not be an exaggeration to devote everything in the world. At this moment, he could give her a little warmth, and this life would be enough.
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Qiongying stopped talking, looked up at herself in the mirror, with red hair and bloody eyes, and every expression reflected in the mirror.
I saw the blood flowing in my pupils, the sinister look, the forbearing disgust, and the suppressed violence.