When his skin came into contact with the cool air, not only did he not feel cold, but he felt waves of heat.
But she didn't notice at all, she was concentrating on changing his dressing, her gentle movements made his heart feel like it was soaked in honey, sweet from the inside to the outside.
It turned out that she was not as callous to him as she showed. She clearly still cared about him and was worried about him. She still remembered that she was injured, and then came to change her dressing while she was unconscious.
He quickly closed his eyes, fearing that she would find out that he was awake. If she found out that he was awake, she would stop immediately, and then he would never feel her tenderness again.
Mo Chuan's heart was wandering. Even when she used a sharp dagger to cut off the rotten flesh from the wound, he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he wished she would move slower.
She finally bandaged the wound and sat motionless next to him.
He wanted to open his eyes and see what she was doing, but he was afraid of being discovered by her.
Suddenly he felt a sweet breath coming in front of him. It was her, and she was staring at him.
Mo Chuan's ears felt slightly hot, and he managed to control his breathing without letting her notice anything strange.
This ghost girl, what tricks is she trying to do again! Could she stop looking at him like this? He almost couldn't breathe.
Finally, she was farther away from him, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a soft palm touch his arm.
She began to help him get dressed, and her soft and warm hands touched him here and there. Every time she touched the skin, it was like lighting up a small cluster of fire on him. This small cluster of flames But it turned into a prairie fire in his heart.
He took her hand, tightly.
Shen Ning was shocked and raised her head, just in time to meet his dark and deep eyes. There was a dangerous fire in his eyes.
She wanted to take her hand back like a thief, but it was held by his palm, which was hot.
"What...are you doing?" He spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I...I didn't do anything. I just helped you apply medicine..."
She stammered and blushed. She didn't understand why she felt guilty. She should have told him confidently that she was doing this for his own good!
But she didn't finish her words. As soon as his arms tightened, she threw herself into his arms, pressed her palms on his chest, and then became aware of his hot skin.
"Why is your body so hot? Do you have a fever? Do you feel a headache? Are you dizzy? You... ugh!"
The rest of her words were stuck in her lips, because his head suddenly bent down and his lips pressed tightly against hers.
Shen Ning was stunned. She was held tightly in his arms, and his big palm pressed the back of her head, not allowing her to struggle at all.
His kiss this time was overbearing and forceful. The tip of his tongue moved away from her teeth, and then his lips and teeth were entangled with hers. She had no way to escape and could only bear it passively.
This was completely different from the last kiss. Last time he was much gentler and more affectionate. But this time, his kiss was so intense and affectionate that she simply couldn't bear it.
His and her breaths were tightly intertwined. Both of them had their eyes open, their eyes intertwined with each other, their eyes were deep, as if they were looking straight into each other's eyes.
Her eyelashes were half lowered and she tried to breathe through her nose, but all she breathed in was his breath.