Shen Yanxiao's face was red, but she was not as shy as before. She curled up like a cat and huddled in Xiu's arms.
"I'm still young." Shen Yanxiao whispered.
"I know." Xiu held the little guy in his arms, trying hard to suppress a certain impulse, and his voice was low and hoarse, full of magic.
Shen Yanxiao chuckled, and the hair on the top of her head touched the tip of Xiu's nose. Xiu squinted his eyes and rubbed the top of her head.
The breath belonging to Shen Yanxiao filled his nose, making him more satisfied than ever before.
Shen Yanxiao deliberately raised his head and met Xiu's eyes. As expected, Xiu looked down at him. Although he hid it well, Shen Yanxiao still saw caution in his eyes. Shen Yanxiao knew that she was very bad, so she raised her head He raised his chin and let his lips touch the side of Xiu's face.
"build."
"Hmm." Although it was just a single syllable, it was a bit low and hoarse, and his slender fingertips gently kneaded her hair.
"I have asked Qi Xia to find the whereabouts of those warlocks." Shen Yanxiao leaned on Xiu's chest.
She hoped that he could get his body back sooner, and then his hug would no longer be cold.
"After I find you, I want to hug you for real." Shen Yanxiao said with a smile.
Something flashed in Xiu's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to lift Shen Yanxiao's chin. Before Shen Yanxiao could react, Xiu's lips pressed down, and he kissed Xiu's lower lip without rejection, along with the tip of his tongue. The pressure between her lips invaded, capturing everything about her. Shen Yanxiao opened her eyes slightly, and all that was left in front of her was her lowered eyebrows, the curve of her eyelashes was so clear, and the powerful kiss continued to deepen, Shen Yanxiao Xiao almost couldn't bear it anymore. For the first time, she felt that it was just a kiss. Not only every cell in her body was trembling, but even the deepest part of her mind was severely imprinted.
Xiu raised the tip of her clumsy tongue and teased every inch of her softness wantonly, as if it would never end if he didn't get a response from her.
Xiu's embrace was so tight that Shen Yanxiao even suspected that she would be strangled in his arms.
She slightly touched the tip of the other person's tongue. This tiny movement was like the fuse of madness. Xiu's kiss suddenly became wild and passionate, breaking away from the shackles of calmness and letting loose like a wild catharsis.
When Xiu slowly withdrew from Shen Yanxiao's lips, Shen Yanxiao subconsciously raised his head and kissed her. He kept kissing Xiu's lips, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to kiss gently.
Xiu's palms covered Shen Yanxiao's cheek, and he slightly distanced himself from her lips. He tightened his arms holding her and buried himself in the crook of her neck.
He had never thanked God for giving him life and unparalleled strength, but at this moment, he was very grateful to God for sending Shen Yanxiao to him.
Let him know that his heart is not really ice.
Shen Yanxiao was like a ray of sunshine shining into Xiu's soul, warming every bit of his soul and gradually melting the glacier.
"Xiao Xiao, you have to grow up quickly." Xiu's voice was very low, and his breath splashed on Shen Yanxiao's neck, making her feel a little itchy.
Shen Yanxiao's face turned slightly red, she seemed to understand the meaning of Xiu's words.
She stretched out her hand, hugged Xiu, and whispered:
"Um."
In the lost house, the two people hugging each other quietly seemed to have forgotten everything in this world.