His thirsty throat was lubricated, and Jun Youqi's scattered consciousness gathered a little.
He felt like he was wandering and running in the endless desert. The further he went, the more boundless it became.
The sun was shining high and scorching, and he suddenly felt like he was hanging above the city gate, naked and being scorched by the sun. The scorching sun tanned and scorched his skin, and the blazing temperature was like
It penetrated into the bone marrow and burned his entire body from the inside out...
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of people pointed at him, laughed at him, talked about it, and piles of rotten eggs fell on him. He was so dirty and uncomfortable...
He suddenly felt so dirty again. He wanted to take a bath and immerse himself in cold water. He found that his heart was even colder than the cold water.
Feng Jingyun seemed to be looking at him coldly from the edge of the pool.
Her eyes were unkind and her cold face was full of complaints.
He wanted to explain and kept calling her name, but she didn't listen. He could only keep chasing...
She said she hated him and never forgive him!
He fears.
No. He must not lose her!
His body seemed to be riddled with holes, and he tried his best to beg her to look back at him. Finally, as soon as he got close to her, she walked further away with hatred in her eyes.
He did not give up and chased her with all his life. His body became hotter and hotter, and his consciousness became more and more scattered. He searched frantically alone in the hot and boundless desert, but there was no sign of her.
He felt that he was about to die, he screamed hoarse, and exhausted his last drop of blood and tears, thinking that he would die tragically and alone.
When he closed his eyes in despair, his chapped lips seemed to be surrounded by a flower of moisture. It felt extremely good. A soft, slippery thing stretched into his mouth, bringing moisture like a clear spring, moisturizing his dry body.
The thirsty throat warmed his desperate heart.
The breath that sprayed in his nose was so fragrant and refreshing.
It’s Yun’er’s breath!
Was it the hallucination before death that allowed him to enjoy a ray of her tenderness?
Although he is a little regretful that he has not reached the peak of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he can dream of Yun'er and look back. Finally, God still has mercy on him. Jun Youqi's affectionate heart can at least allow him to dream of Yun'er and die.
His body, which originally felt dirty, felt cold again with her breath.
She is as pure and elegant as a fairy, and her pure and dusty temperament seems to be able to cleanse people's souls.
He hungrily sucked the moisture from her and swallowed a lot of sweet fluid, leaving only the slippery and soft liquid in his mouth, which seemed to be about to be withdrawn, but he refused to let it go, and his tongue entangled with it as hard as he could.
He felt this was the most beautiful dream in his life.
Dreamed that she was kissing him. Dreamed that his tongue was intertwined with her lilac uvula.
The memory of secretly kissing her for the first time came to mind. That intoxicatingly sweet kiss with clear and intoxicating breath overlapped with the current situation.
Jun Youqi felt that the relationship between him and her was back to the beginning.
It's just that this time, she doesn't seem as cold as before. This time, she's not so far away, as close as if she's very close. It's like... he can expect to have her.
He actually responded by kissing her even though he was in a coma! Feng Jingyun wanted to pull her tongue back, but was sucked hard by his lips and tongue.
His lips were chapped and rough, and he kissed her so hard that it hurt her.
She just gave him some water and took advantage of her while he was unconscious. It was really too much!
