Not long after, Lei Xing returned to the igloo panting, his messy hair was covered with a thick layer of snowflakes, his hands were loosened, and there was a sound of foreign objects falling on the ground.
In the dark igloo, a faint white light gradually appeared.
Look carefully, it is a sharp sword, the sword is three feet long, thin as a cicada's wings, and the body of the sword that resembles a puddle of autumn water automatically emits a white light in the dark, illuminating the space in the igloo.
Obviously, the owner of this sharp sword is the woman in white lying unconscious on the ground at the moment.
"Oh, my mother! I'm exhausted!"
Lei Xing sat down next to the radiant sword, holding the scales of two monster dragons in his hand.
Two dragon scales, each of which is comparable in size to half of an adult's body, reflects bright light under the radiance of light.
"Beauty, you see how nice Lei Ge is to you. In order to prevent you from lying directly on the snow, I deliberately went to the monster dragon and took two dragon scales weighing 100 jins back and made your bed."
Lei Xing touched the sweat on his face, stroked the warm dragon scales with his hands, and said to himself.
After that, Lei Xing spread the two dragon scales flat on the snow to make mats. Then, he picked up the woman in white and placed it on top.
Next, Lei Xing noticed that the blood on the chest of the woman in white appeared to be getting more and more blood.
Lei Xing also thought about the white-clothed woman becoming his wife in the future, of course he would not allow this to happen.
Thus, Lei Xing began to treat the wounds of the woman in white.
However, the location of the wound of the woman in white is exactly on the chest. If you want to treat the wound, you must tear the clothes around her wound.
Once the white-clothed woman's clothes were torn, the sight Lei Xing saw was bound to be very astonishing.
Moreover, if the white-clothed woman wakes up tomorrow and discovers such a situation, Lei Xing is worried that the white-clothed woman will kill him without hesitation.
It was about Lei Xing's life. For a while, Lei Xing hesitated a bit, and his hand outstretched stiffly above the woman's chest in white, and he did not do anything for a long time.
"Damn it, if I don't help her deal with the wound, she can hardly survive. If I help him deal with the wound, at least I still have one night to live, afraid of a ball!"
Finally, after half an hour of ideological struggle, Lei Xing chose to help the white-clothed woman treat her wounds.
Tear!
The sound of torn clothes sounded in the room, and Lei Xing looked focused.
As the clothes on the chest of the woman in white gradually diminished, the tip of the iceberg of a black woman's underwear immediately caught Lei Xing's eyes.
"Gulong! Gulong!"
Lei Xing stared at the boss, his blood boiled instantly, and he couldn't help swallowing saliva in his mouth.
"Amitabha Buddha! Lao Tzu is Liu Xiahui who sits still, not Cheng Guanxi!"
There was a rush of heat in his belly, Lei Xing sensed some changes in his body, and immediately closed his eyes, silently muttering a lot of messy things in his mouth.
After a fierce ideological struggle, Lei Xing felt that his cock was honest, and then he continued to treat the wounds of the woman in white.
After a while, the clothes next to the wound of the white-clothed woman had all faded away, revealing a wound full of the thickness of a baby's arm, bleeding continuously from outside.
Lei Xing frowned, put his hand out, grabbed the clean snow on the snow, kneaded it into a ball, placed it around the wound of the woman in white, and gently wiped off the blood.
However, during the process of wiping, Lei Xing's fingers inevitably touched the white-clothed woman's ivory-white skin, and a silky feeling spread, and his heart burned again with the suppressed flame.
"Nima, this is too tempting, I can't take it anymore!"
At this moment, Lei Xing's forehead was covered with big drops of sweat, and his eyes were shining like a man understands, and the second child below was unconsciously fighting spirit.
His mind was occupied by desires, Lei Xing breathed heavily, stretched out his trembling hand, and reached out to the white-clothed woman on the jade bowl that looked like an upside-down button.
Huh!
When asking for the land, the white-clothed woman frowned slightly, her ruddy mouth let out an inaudible moan.
Lei Xing thought that the woman in white was awake, and was taken aback. The cold sweat that came out instantly wetted her back.
This low groan was more like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the flames that surged in Lei Xing's heart.
"Lei Xing, you are a beast!"
After a long while, Lei Xing saw that the white-clothed woman did not open his eyes, only then did he realize that it was a false alarm, and he kept cursing in his heart.
Finally, Lei Xing endured the urge to spray a nosebleed and bandaged the chest of the woman in white. This was a long sigh of relief.
"This is really more tiring than when Lao Tzu and the one-horned snow wolf were fighting for life and death!"
Lei Xing sat next to the white-clothed woman, and a deep sense of tiredness struck him. With heavy eyelids, he lay his head on the white-clothed woman's body and fell asleep deeply.
"Cold...cold...!"
In the wind at midnight, inside the igloo, a woman's soft voice rang intermittently.
Lei Xing, who was drowsily asleep, slowly opened his eyes and found that the voice came from the mouth of the woman in white.
With the light radiating from the sword, the woman in white at this moment folded her chest with her hands and bowed her feet.
The white-clothed woman's eyes closed tightly, her dark and slender eyelashes quivered from time to time, and her rosy lips were slightly frozen and purple.
Seeing this situation, Lei Xing felt distressed, thinking about the wolf fur coat on his body, and muttered; "Forget it, anyway, I have a thick skin and won't die!"
When the words were over, Lei Xing took off the wolf fur coat that was draped on him, looked at the cold shivering woman in white with gentle eyes, and gently covered her with the wolf fur coat in his hand.
The night is as cool as water, and the wind is whistling outside the igloo, but inside the igloo is quiet and silent.
Perhaps because of the cold weather, the sleeping Lei Xing unknowingly approached the woman in white.
A virgin fragrance came to his nose, and his face was filled with a contented smile, and he entered a sweet dreamland.
In the early morning of the next day, the sky gradually brightened, and the snowflakes shrouded in the icy and snowy fields finally stopped.
The rising sun prevails, and the soft sun shines on the earth, shining on the icebergs of thousands of feet, reflecting the gorgeous colorful halo.
At the foot of the iceberg, in an igloo, a naked Lei Xing head rested on the woman's chest in white. In his open mouth, wisps of crystal saliva overflowed along the corner of his mouth. The sleeping posture was really unsightly.
The white-clothed woman, with a ruddy complexion, even breathing, holding Lei Xing's head in both hands, her feet like an octopus, tightly wrapped around Lei Xing's legs.
As time goes by, the bright sunshine shines through the gaps in the snow huts, shining on the white-clothed woman's white jade face, and a faint warmth immediately spreads.
"Um…
The white-clothed woman's eyelashes quivered like a fan, and her closed eyes slowly opened.
The sunlight shining in diagonally was slightly dazzling, and the woman in white squinted her eyes and felt the foreign object in her hand.
Looking closely, it was a head, to be precise, it was a man's head.
Further down, her eyes fell on the naked Lei Xing, and when her legs were wrapped around his legs, the snowy face of the white-clothed woman instantly blushed.
"Why would my legs entangle him?"