His body was as hot as a furnace last night, and it was freezing cold today. What should he do?
Chen Xi quickly untied Feng Qingyang and pulled him to the bed, "Both beds are covered with brocade quilts. Do you feel better?"
"...It feels so uncomfortable!"
Feng Qingyang shook his head in confusion, and a thin layer of frost formed on his pale face!
Oh my gosh, the big stove has turned into a freezer, hasn't it?
Chen Xi frowned, not daring to hesitate any longer. She pulled away the useless brocade quilts, sat down in front of Feng Qingyang, and faced him face to face.
With luck, she condensed her spiritual power in the palm of her hand and gathered it into a small burning fireball.
The small fireball moved forward and condensed on the clear wind.
The warmth spread, and the frozen handsome face slowly revealed its original delicate and elegant appearance. Water droplets dripped and fell on Chen Xi's exposed thighs, freezing into small bubbles.
Chen Xi didn't even frown.
Her palms shook, more spiritual energy was lifted into her palms, and the small fireball controlled in her palms burned even brighter!
Along the acupoints flowing through the meridians, she controlled the small fireball to move downstream.
The man opposite was like a green pine thawed by heavy snow, with water droplets falling down.
After a while, the thickly made bed was soaked with bone-corrosive ice water, so cold that Chen Xi couldn't help but shiver.
Oh my god! The ice and snow outside are not that cold!
She cursed the culprit who poisoned Feng Qingyang hundreds of times in her heart, and did not dare to relax for a moment.
The moon rises! The moon sets!
Before you know it, it’s dawning again!
When the rooster outside crowed, Chen Xi finally fainted on the bed again from exhaustion.
Opposite me, Feng Qingyang's expression finally returned to normal.
He slowly opened his eyes and gazed tenderly at the girl who fainted again trying to save him.
His Xi'er, she is still so kind!
Nostalgic fingers quietly brushed away the hair that covered half of her face, and he gently, gently placed a kiss on that tired and pretty face.
The corner of his eye swept over the woman's calf, and the red scars frozen on the white jade skin were shocking. He frowned slightly, and his palms shook. Purple red light shot out from his palms, tightly wrapping the girl's injured legs.
.
After a while, he withdrew his spiritual energy, and when he saw that the girl's legs had recovered to be as perfect as before, he curled his lips with satisfaction.
Jin was pulled up, covering their partially undressed bodies.
He held the girl in his arms contentedly and closed his eyes sleepily.
Suddenly, a strange bird call came from the snow-covered window.
The man who had just entered the dream suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.
He subconsciously glanced at the woman sleeping deeply beside him, and quietly turned over and got out of bed.
He walked to the shelf and flipped the switch silently. The shelf flipped 90 degrees, revealing a dark but dry tunnel.
He looked back at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed. Tenderness flashed across his eyes. His palms condensed, and a white jade mask appeared in his palms with clear joints. He put it on and turned around to walk down the secret passage.
Deep in the secret passage is a large hall several hundred square meters wide, with carved beams and painted pillars and strange and ancient totems.
On the high steps, a golden chair coiled with a living dragon stands majestically.
In the center of the hall, hundreds of men wearing navy blue brocade robes and black devil masks stood upright. His body was as hot as a furnace last night, and it was so cold today that it turned frosty. What should he do?
Chen Xi quickly untied Feng Qingyang and pulled him to the bed, "Both beds are covered with brocade quilts. Do you feel better?"
"...It feels so uncomfortable!"
Feng Qingyang shook his head in confusion, and a thin layer of frost formed on his pale face!
Oh my gosh, the big stove has turned into a freezer, hasn't it?
Chen Xi frowned, not daring to hesitate any longer. She pulled away the useless brocade quilts, sat down in front of Feng Qingyang, and faced him face to face.
With luck, she condensed her spiritual power in the palm of her hand and gathered it into a small burning fireball.
The small fireball moved forward and condensed on the clear wind.
The warmth spread, and the frozen handsome face slowly revealed its original delicate and elegant appearance. Water droplets dripped and fell on Chen Xi's exposed thighs, freezing into small bubbles.
Chen Xi didn't even frown.
Her palms shook, more spiritual energy was lifted into her palms, and the small fireball controlled in her palms burned even brighter!
Along the acupoints flowing through the meridians, she controlled the small fireball to move downstream.
The man opposite was like a green pine thawed by heavy snow, with water droplets falling down.
After a while, the thickly made bed was soaked with bone-corrosive ice water, so cold that Chen Xi couldn't help but shiver.
Oh my god! The ice and snow outside are not that cold!
She cursed the culprit who poisoned Feng Qingyang hundreds of times in her heart, and did not dare to relax for a moment.
The moon rises! The moon sets!
Before you know it, it’s dawning again!
When the rooster outside crowed, Chen Xi finally fainted on the bed again from exhaustion.
Opposite me, Feng Qingyang's expression finally returned to normal.
He slowly opened his eyes and gazed tenderly at the girl who fainted again trying to save him.
His Xi'er, she is still so kind!
Nostalgic fingers quietly brushed away the hair that covered half of her face, and he gently, gently placed a kiss on that tired and pretty face.
The corner of his eye swept over the woman's calf, and the red scars frozen on the white jade skin were shocking. He frowned slightly, and his palms shook. Purple red light shot out from his palms, tightly wrapping the girl's injured legs.
.
After a while, he withdrew his spiritual energy, and when he saw that the girl's legs had recovered to be as perfect as before, he curled his lips with satisfaction.
Jin was pulled up, covering their partially undressed bodies.
He held the girl in his arms contentedly and closed his eyes sleepily.
Suddenly, a strange bird call came from the snow-covered window.
The man who had just entered the dream suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.
He subconsciously glanced at the woman sleeping deeply beside him, and quietly turned over and got out of bed.
He walked to the shelf and flipped the switch silently. The shelf flipped 90 degrees, revealing a dark but dry tunnel.
He looked back at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed. Tenderness flashed across his eyes. His palms condensed, and a white jade mask appeared in his palms with clear joints. He put it on and turned around to walk down the secret passage.
Deep in the secret passage is a large hall several hundred square meters wide, with carved beams and painted pillars and strange and ancient totems.
On the high steps, a golden chair coiled with a living dragon stands majestically.
In the center of the hall, hundreds of men wearing navy blue brocade robes and black devil masks stood upright.