When he reached the mountainside, Mo Xiaoguo suddenly remembered that there was a cave under the mountainside, so he looked down. Unexpectedly, he didn't stand firm for a while, and his feet slipped suddenly.
"Ah!" exclaimed, and in the next second, she fell down. The little hand clung to the branch indiscriminately and asked Jiang Ling for help. The speed of the fall is too fast, and her strength is not enough to stabilize herself.
"Student Ye!" Hearing the voice, Jiang Ling, who was looking around, turned his face back, screamed, and reached out to catch her.
However, it is obviously too late...
This is a steep wall more than ten meters high. When Mo Xiaoguo rolled down, he only heard the bark of the wolfdog above and Jiang Ling's cries.
Fortunately, with the tangle of branches, when she fell to the side of the cave, she didn't hurt her bones, except that her face was marked with scars.
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The sky has been completely lowered.
Mo Xiaoguo walked into the small cave, there was no snow in it, and it was too dark to see anything. She had come in bravely, but when she saw it was so dark, her heart was even more frightened, and she was about to go out when she turned her head.
"Who?" Suddenly, a young voice came from the cave. Weakness, weakness, and obvious tremors.
Obviously it was frozen.
Mo Xiaoguo jumped in shock, resisting the urge to flee. After biting his red lip, he mustered the courage to take a step in, and asked tentatively, "Are you... Mu Shao?"
Inside, there was no more sound, only a gentle breathing.
Mo Xiaoguo walked in. After adapting to the darkness in the cave, faintly, you can see the dark shadows curled up inside.
Carefully, she stood far away, only reached out her hand to tentatively touched the other person's shoulder, and asked softly, "Hey, how are you?"
The girl's voice, delicate and soft, echoed in the cave, with a warm feeling, causing the curled up boy to slightly lift his long eyelashes.
"Not good..." the boy said again, very weak. However, with only two words, the innate preciousness is fully manifested.
Mo Xiaoguo thought that this should be the Young Master Mu that those people were looking for.
The tension in my heart loosened a little, "They are all looking for you."
The other party stopped talking again, so she had to tentatively approach him and asked him softly, "Can you still go?"
But the words fell. Suddenly, an arm came out and grabbed her delicate wrist.
In the next second, the girl Xinrou's body was firmly embraced.
He held her arm, still trembling. A young face, incredibly cold, drilled straight into her neck, as if to warm her.
"Um... It's ice." She took a deep breath from the ice, and her little head shrank.
"Cold..." the young man murmured, and if the thin lips rubbed the young girl's neck like nothing, then he drilled deeper.
Her fragrant and tender skin and warm feeling are called juvenile greed.
Mo Xiaoguo never expected that the situation would turn out to be like this, and the whole person was dazed for a moment.
She had never been so close to a boy before, and now being held in this way by a big boy is almost crazy.
In the darkness, his face flushed red, and he held his breath.
Nudged the young man's shoulder, she said crampedly: "That..."
'Don't be like this', when I was about to export, my hand was suddenly caught by the other party.
The young boy's slender fingers passed through her slender fingers, pressing hard and interlocking.
A strange feeling came up from the bottom of Mo Xiaoguo's heart inexplicably. Her heart beats like a drum, and her fingers tangled slightly trembling.
I can clearly feel that his palm is so cold...
He was also very cold.
Xu couldn't bear it, she didn't push him away after all, just let the breath of the boy occupy her skin.
In the air, there was a light scent belonging to a teenager, mixed with the scent around her.
This atmosphere... curiously special...
Also ambiguous so that each other can't breathe.
She was obviously a stranger, and even a teenager who hadn't even seen her appearance clearly, so she didn't feel disgusted by holding her like this.
"Hold me!" He suddenly ordered, breathing slightly.
Mo Xiaoguo was stunned, her body stretched stiff and did not move. He could not help but grabbed her hand and put it around his waist.
Under the palm of the hand, the boy's waist is strong and strong. He is dressed very thinly. In such a snowy day, I only wore a thin coat when I went up the mountain.
How cold it should be!
Mo Xiaoguo couldn't bear it, and tightened him a little bit, as if he wanted to rely on this to transmit his own temperature to him.
The boy leaned on the stone wall and locked her tightly. Hugging like this made Xu feel a little warmer, and he didn't shake as much as he did at the beginning.
Mo Xiaoguo just wanted to speak, but he took the lead in speaking, "Who are you?"
The voice is not as weak as it was at the beginning, it is elegant and quiet, and it makes people feel very comfortable to hear it.
"I... at the foot of the mountain." The girl's voice was very soft and cautious, as if she was afraid of disturbing the atmosphere.
"You let me go first." She tentatively won the hand that was entangled by him, but he took it away and squeezed her harder.
He doesn't know what's wrong with him, but...
I really like it, this warm feeling.
Mo Xiaoguo's skin is very thin, and her people are inherently traditional. His subtle movements made her even more embarrassed. She twisted, trying to get away from his arms, she didn't know...
This move...
Lips, but suddenly ran into him. The cool breath of the teenager came, and both of them became stiff, and then... their breathing was choked.