Chapter 382 : The water is too cold, let me come (12)
Her breathing gradually stabilized. After struggling for so long, she was already sleepy and tired. Ling Momo felt that Li Qingshen's chest was warm and strong, which made her heart feel warm and at ease. She couldn't help but
I fell into a dream, my breathing gradually stabilized, and I fell into a deep sleep.
Li Qingshen stared at Ling Momo's child-like sleeping face. His eyes gradually became blurred and profound. He couldn't help but gently tilted his head and printed a gentle kiss on her delicate forehead.
kiss.
She seemed to be tired and sleeping deeply. When his soft lips touched her forehead, she didn't react at all. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, as if she was having a satisfying dream.
Li Qingshen couldn't help but let his lips stay on her forehead for a long time. It was so long that he felt his neck was stiff, so he reluctantly moved away.
The next day, Ling Momo was the first to wake up. She was a little confused at first. As soon as she moved slightly, she felt a hand on her lower abdomen. She suddenly felt as if she had been frightened.
He sat up and woke up Li Qingshen, who was sleeping soundly.[
Li Qingshen opened her eyes and stared at Ling Momo in confusion.
However, Ling Momo's brain gradually regained consciousness, and everything that happened last night emerged in her mind bit by bit.
She had dysmenorrhea, and in order to make her feel better, Li Qingshen warmed her with his own hands.
Ling Momo's face turned red all of a sudden, and she was too panicked to look at Li Qingshen.
Li Qingshen soon woke up. Compared to Ling Momo, he was extremely calm. He stood up slowly and arranged his clothes slowly. He saw Ling who was still sitting there in a daze.
Momo asked with a concerned tone: "Are you feeling better?"
Ling Momo was startled by Li Qingshen's sudden voice. She glanced at him first, then quickly moved away, and then nodded casually, "Much better."
Li Qingshen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said, "Then you pack up and I'll get some food."
"Yeah." Ling Momo responded, and when she raised her head, Li Qingshen had already gone out.
She was dazed for a while, then stood up, walked out of the tent, found a remote place, and changed some toilet paper. When she came back, Li Qingshen had already returned to the tent.
When Li Qingshen saw her coming in, he took out a bag of milk from his clothes, took a cup, went in, and handed it to Ling Momo.
Ling Momo took it, took a sip, and found that the milk was actually warm.
Only then did Ling Momo think of the scene she had just seen, and she immediately understood that the milk was warmed by Li Qingshen's body.
Under such difficult conditions, drinking a cup of hot water is a luxury, but he
Ling Momo's heart suddenly trembled, and she couldn't help but exert a little strength in her hand holding the cup.
Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo who was drinking milk silently, and was stunned for a while before she said, "Let's go down the mountain later."
When Ling Momo heard such words, she was stunned for a moment, raised her head, looked at Li Qingshen, and asked in confusion: "Why?"
Li Qingshen's throat rolled up and down, and then he said: "The higher you go, the colder it gets, and the oxygen becomes thinner, and your body will not be able to bear it."
