"Ah Jing, I'm cold..."
A deep and hoarse voice came from the top of her head, and the cold fingers seemed to be able to penetrate her skin and reach her limbs.
Dongfang Jing's body tensed involuntarily, and only then did she notice Murong Qianjue's abnormality.
Although his body is very close to hers, there is no trace of heat, his whole body is as cold as ice... Even if he is a dead person, the temperature is at most freezing, but Murong Qian is absolutely different... His The body is like freezing.
"Mu... Murong Qianjue?" Dongfang Jing was startled, and tentatively called out in a low voice.
"En, Ah Jing." Murong Qianjue responded, but his tone was vague.
"What's wrong with you?" Dongfang Jing frowned, and didn't push him away anymore, letting his arms wrap around her waist tightly, letting his body and hers get colder and colder.
"Ah Jing, I'm cold." Murong Qianjue repeated.
Dongfang Jing frowned.
She knew Murong Qianjue's temperament, if she really wanted to touch her, she would have simply slept with her, why did she dawdling like this... What kind of bitter drama
The reason why Murong Qianjue did this...couldn't be related to those two Fenghoumei
But isn't worry-free invulnerable to all poisons
It was fine when he vomited blood, how could he still have such a big reaction after a whole day
Murong Qianjue leaned closer to her body, his thin lips almost touching her ears...
Dongfang Jing turned her head uncomfortably, then forcefully straightened her body, broke free from his restraints and said, "You should be poisoned, I'll help you go to the pharmacy to dispense the medicine."
"Don't!" Murong Qianjue hugged her from behind, "It's useless, Ah Jing. I know my body best. I'm not poisoned..." I just suffered on behalf of Zongzheng Fusu!
Dongfang Jing was puzzled.
Murong Qianjue squeezed his arms even tighter, and his tone immediately softened, "Just for a while. Ah Jing, just let me hug you for a while. The time for a stick of incense, okay? Wait until it's over... I promise I won't touch you again. "
Dongfang Jing originally wanted to refuse, but the body next to her was already shivering from the cold. Wuyou's body is complicated, so she naturally doesn't know the division of labor between each of their personalities, nor does she know what's wrong with each personality...
If Murong Qianjue froze to death...
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing frowned involuntarily, and then slowly opened Murong Qianjue's hand.
Murong Qianjue was still in a coma, although he didn't know exactly what happened, but he couldn't help but feel lost in his heart, "Ah Jing, you want even a little bit of warmth..." Are you stingy
The last few words were still unsaid.
Dongfang Jing suddenly unbuttoned his neckline, quickly tore off his top, and then unbuttoned her skirt, naked, and slammed against the other's chest!
"Ah Jing, you..."
Murong Qianjue opened his mouth slightly, choked on a word, his Adam's apple twitched, and could not help but let out a low moan.
The icy chill was instantly melted by this prairie fire!
"Don't talk, don't think too much." Dongfang Jing's voice was cold, and she used her own warmth to warm up the other party.
"Heh... How can I not think about it when you take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms like this." Murong Qianjue's consciousness cleared up a little.
Dongfang Jing suddenly raised her head, her pair of sharp eyes captured people's hearts and souls, "I'm not saving you, I'm willing to give up my innocence to save fourth brother."