As if coquettishly, he put his face on her belly and held her waist tightly with his hands.
Fu Ling lowered her head and looked anxiously at his pale face, and made a decision with a sudden heart.
She slowly took off her outerwear, leaving only a small, close-fitting piece of clothing. Goosebumps immediately appeared on her hands.
But he didn't care about anything, he put the clothes on himself hastily, and put his hand on Feng Qiming's waist.
A trace of struggle flashed across his face, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he untied his clothes without stopping.
After taking off all her clothes, Fu Ling approached him with a complicated expression.
The two of them were close to each other, and Feng Qiming seemed to have found a warmer source of heat.
Hugging him tightly, red marks immediately appeared on Fu Ling's fair skin. Fu Ling hugged him with her backhand and put her head on his shoulder.
The two of them clung to each other so tightly, and it felt really uncomfortable to hold such a large piece of ice. However, Fuling knew that Feng Qiming could not die, and she did not want him to die, but she could not let him die.
Early the next morning, Feng Qiming opened his eyes in confusion and felt something soft and comfortable in his arms.
I couldn't help but tighten a little, and then I heard a muffled sound like a cat.
And when he subconsciously touched the folded arms at this time, his whole body immediately froze.
He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the scene in front of him.
Looking down at the current posture of the two of them, Feng Qiming was naturally panicked.
But the touch in his arms clearly told him the facts of what was happening now.
After he finished panicking, he felt something was wrong. The person in his arms was very hot.
He quickly and carefully let go of his hand and helped the person up. During the whole process, he only dared to look at Fu Ling's face.
"Poria, Poria." Because the person in my arms was very hot at the moment.
I couldn't wake her up, so I had to help her put on her clothes in a panic. My hands were shaking during the process.
After he was dressed, he was sweating a little, so he hurriedly put on his clothes.
He touched her forehead, which was also very hot. There was a faint trembling in her voice: "Silly girl."
Feng Qiming hugged him tightly in his arms. Fu Ling was so tired that he could hardly breathe, so she was forced to open her eyes.
After hitting him a few times, Feng Qiming felt the movements of the person in his arms, as if he was surviving a disaster, and his movements became gentle: "Poria."
Fu Ling knew that she must have a fever, but she knew that her body was not in danger of life, but she was very uncomfortable: "If you exert any more force, I will die."
Feng Qiming quickly relaxed his strength but did not let go of her: "As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
Fu Ling's face turned red and she rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Don't cry like a mourner here. Let me go. Since everything is fine, just fix it up and get ready to go on the road."
Feng Qiming has always stretched out his hands for clothes and opened his mouth for food since he was a child. How could he take care of others?
The whole journey before was made of Poria cocos. Holding the few remaining fruits in his hand, he looked at her at a loss for a moment.
Poria cocos used her internal strength to tease herself, and gave herself a few more injections, and finally she felt much better.
Looking at him, she didn't expect these things from him. The only expectation for him was to get out alive, otherwise she would lose her troops and lose her generals, and put herself in for nothing: "Eat, and then be on your way."
Feng Qiming quickly handed over the fruit: "You eat first."
Although Poria was weak, she was still stronger than Feng Qiming. She took the fruit and said, "Don't look at me with that look, I won't die yet."
Feng Qiming nodded, but his eyes never left Poria.
Fu Ling glanced at him with disgust: "I remember His Royal Highness is also a very reserved person. When did you become so shameless?"