"What about you?" Qing Ge raised her eyes to look at him.
He only had one cotton-padded coat, and he gave it to her, but he was still standing wet in the mountain wind, his face pale, and his lips turned purple from the cold.
Ying Yi was helpless, "The young master only asked me to prepare a cotton coat."
Because none of them expected that Qingge would actually pour cold water on themselves.
"Then I won't wear it either!" Qingge actually pulled off the cotton-padded clothes on her body.
"What are you doing?" Na Hanjue was almost stunned by her, and he hurriedly wrapped the cotton coat back around her body.
"You don't have it, and I don't want it either," Qing Ge was very determined and kept tearing the clothes on her body.
"You idiot," Na Hanjue was furious. He took her into his arms, wrapped her in cotton clothes and stopped her from moving. "You are so stupid! You are a girl and I am a man.
Can it be the same? He’s very smart, but he’s so stupid!”
He wrapped her tightly in cotton clothes and ignored her struggles. He rolled her horizontally and held her in his arms.
The mountain wind was icy and biting, hitting the soaked clothes, and the coolness seeped into the limbs along the seams of the bones. Even though he was as strong as Na Hanjue, his upper and lower teeth could not help but chatter due to the cold.
Ying Yi frowned, "Young Master Jue, this won't work, it will leave the root of the disease. There is a hot spring around the corner. You take Miss Lan Qin to take a dip. I will go back and get dry clothes for you."
After hearing this, Na Hanjue didn't hesitate for a moment, strode towards the hot spring, jumped down holding Qing Ge in his arms.
After placing Qing Ge in the hot spring, the two of them soaked their entire bodies in the hot spring, with only their heads exposed. Suddenly, a comfortable warmth enveloped them, and their bodies gradually stopped trembling.
Before Qingge could fully recover, Na Hanjue had already hugged her, pressed her body back, pressed her head against the edge of the hot spring, and kissed her fiercely.
His lips moved hard on hers, sucking fiercely, his spiritual tongue entangled with her uvula, as if he was sucking all her life into his body. Qingge felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and her head was buzzing.
There was a buzzing sound, the world was spinning, and my whole body was numb, as if I would lose consciousness at any time and sink to the bottom of the water.
Her consciousness began to blur, and Na Hanjue let her go and bit her hard on the lip, "You idiot! If you dare to hurt yourself like this next time, let's see if I will spare you!"
She hugged him, buried her head in his chest, and kept saying, "I'm sorry!"
He hit her hard on the head, and he glared at her fiercely, "Don't say those damn words again! Don't I know what Shui Qingmo is? You just throw a bucket of water at me, and I will
Do I blame you? I have never seen such a stupid idiot like you!"
Qingge hugged him and shook her head, "But I'm afraid you will be sad. I don't want you to be unhappy or sad at all..."
"Idiot!" He hit her on the head again, but the force was much lighter, "You idiot! You are afraid that I will be sad, but you are not afraid that I will feel sorry for you? What if you get sick? What if?
What should I do if I leave any root causes of illness? You promised me that everything that happens will happen to me, so why are you disobedient?"
"But do you know how heartbroken it is to let me hurt you with my own hands?" She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him with tears in her eyes, her lips trembling uncontrollably, "So you can't be too selfish. If you want me to accompany you, I
Being with you makes me feel better!"
She didn't dare to think about it.
I dare not imagine how sad and disappointed Na Hanjue would be if he knew that she poured a bucket of ice water on him just for Xiu Cai again.
