The ghost prisoner's bloody eyes stared at Mo Li for a moment through the gap, his eyes fell on the snowball held in her white hands, and he slowly opened his fanged mouth towards her.
Mo Li was naturally wary of him, so he picked up the snowball with two fingers and carefully brought it to his mouth.
The ghost prisoner saw her cautiousness, and something flashed in his blood-red eyes. Through the thick railing, he and Ben couldn't eat the snowball, so he could only stick out his tongue and lick it like ice cream.
I don't know whether it was because of his ghost physique or some other reason, but wherever he licked the tip of his tongue, the snowball melted quickly, as if there was fire on his tongue.
Soon, a snowball was melted and licked, and soon it was no more than the size of a finger. He poked out his tongue and rolled the small snowball between his lips. The tip of his tongue inadvertently brushed against Mo Li's palm, and it turned out to be as hot as fire.
, sticking out his tongue and licking the snow off his lips, the ghost prisoner spoke again.
"More!"
Just two words, but it reveals endless domineering and publicity.
"This prison car is blessed with the magic of the temple, and it is like being burned in a raging fire, so he is so thirsty!" Bao Bao quietly explained to Mo Li.
His eyes passed over the ghost prisoner's chapped lips, and Mo Li nodded slightly, turned around and ran towards the snowy field again.
Time and time again, Mo Li traveled between the prison car and the snowfield, constantly holding clean snow into snowballs and sending them to the ghost prisoners' mouths. The ghost prisoners ate the snowballs as if they were eating ice cream.
Occasionally, the tip of his tongue brushed across Mo Li's fingers, but it was no longer as hot as before. It was just warm, and instead made Mo Li's fingers, which were frozen from picking up snow, feel a bit comfortable.
At first, Li Qiye was still wary, but later on, her wariness naturally began to decrease. In order to make it easier for the other party to eat, she stretched her hand deeper and deeper into the railing again and again.
Seeing the snowball in her palm being swallowed by him again, she subconsciously wanted to retract her palm.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I tightened my wrist, my cold palm was grasped by a warm palm.
Mo Li was startled and instinctively wanted to retract his palm, but he didn't expect that the other party's big hand had already tightly grasped her hand, and she could not retract it.
"what are you doing?!"
Mo Li asked in a cold voice, the silver needle in his left hand already held between his fingers.
The other party remained silent and glanced at her through the gap with blood-red eyes. There was no anger in his eyes. He held her hand but did not let go. However, he only held her hand and made no other movements.
Could it be that this ghost prisoner was warming her hands?!
Li Qiye was wary of the opponent's strength and was careful not to move again.
His palms were big and warm, and the touch was not as rough as the facial skin she saw. Her hands, which were frozen from picking up the snow, soon began to warm up and were no longer stiff.
Until Mo Li's hand was completely warm, the fingers holding hers slowly loosened.
"enough!"
After saying two words lightly, the ghost prisoner silently moved away from his body leaning on the railing.
Then, there was no sound in the prison cage, and only a figure could be barely seen, seemingly sitting cross-legged in the prison cage. The sunlight was reflected slantly on the prison cart, and the silhouette on the golden talisman paper was very tall.
"Are you okay?!" Xu Zixiao, who was driving the car, asked with concern.
"It's okay!" Li Li smiled at him, jumped on his horse, chased the convoy, collected snow to feed the ghost prisoners, and went back and forth dozens of times. She was really tired.