"Eh, little radish, my brother's lips are also frozen......"

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But as soon as this sentence came out, he suddenly wanted to slap himself.

Nima's lips froze, and she can still speak?

The little girl raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, there was not the slightest wave in her clear eyes, and there was no look of shame and contempt for him.

So Yan Yuchen became even more ashamed.

"Ahem, let's ......"

Yan Yuchen coughed twice pretending to be about how to live, but the little girl suddenly hugged his neck, leaned up on her cheek and suddenly kissed his lips, and stretched out her little tongue to lick his lips, her cheeks were crimson, she lowered her head again, and buried her head in his chest.

“……”

Yan Yuchen was stunned for a few seconds, Fang lowered his head, looked at her in a daze, and said, "Little radish, are you deliberately taking advantage of your brother?"

The little girl hugged him tightly, did not speak, and did not lift her cheeks again.

Yan Yuchen touched his lips, his expression was a little dazed.

He turned his head, looked at the ice wall in front of him, was silent for a while, and suddenly got up and said, "Follow me, we can't die, we can take one step at a time." ”

The girl's kiss shook the tenderness in his heart, summoned him the courage to survive, and made him wake up to his responsibility.

In this case, how can you sit still and give up.

There is also a delicate girl beside him.

"Click!"

He asked for the quaint dagger of the little turnip, and began to chisel the ice wall with all his might, like a snail, and slowly moved forward.

His naked upper body quickly broke out with sweat, and the damage caused by the cold around him gradually decreased.

The little girl followed behind, crawling a little bit as he advanced, sometimes stretching out her cold little hand and stroking his sweaty back, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Even wearing Yan Yuchen's two clothes, she was still shivering with cold, and the sweat on Yan Yuchen's body with a scorching body temperature could help her relieve a little chill.

The more he excavated, the more Yan Yuchen's body temperature became normal.

When he was sweating profusely and sweating all over, he finally couldn't feel the cold.

When he saw the little girl behind him trembling, and had been timidly stroking his body, using those sweats to keep warm, infinite pity suddenly rose in his heart.

While he was resting, he turned around and took her in his arms, warming her with his hot body, and even rubbing every skin on her body with his burning chest.

The little girl is different from him, she needs to rely entirely on spiritual power to have strength and strength, and now her spiritual power can't be urged, and his body has long been invaded by the cold, and he can't rely on hard work to warm his body like him.

Because she simply didn't have the strength to dig it.

After resting for a while and helping the little girl warm her body, Yan Yuchen picked up the dagger again and continued to sweat and dig it up.

The little girl, dressed in his loose clothes, silently followed behind him, her dark eyes staring at him quietly, in a daze.

"Click!"

Time passed quietly, and the sound of the ice wall breaking was endless.

Yan Yuchen tried the last bit of strength in his body, and after fiercely chiseling off a piece of cold ice, he threw away the dagger, turned around and hugged her, and gasped: "Okay, it's time to help you warm up your body again...... Little radish, if we are lucky not to die this time, how will you repay your brother?"

Sweat trickled down his forehead, blurring his vision, and his whole body was wet as if he had been fished out of the water, and his pants were all soaked against his body.

His hands were red and swollen, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth rubbed by the dagger, which coagulated into a blood scab.

And his smile is still so warm.

The little girl looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly threw herself into his arms, and without speaking, took his scarred and cold right hand, and put it in from her open neckline.

That was her answer.

Yan Yuchen's right hand trembled, and he wanted to retract it, but she pressed it tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Warm ......"

Yes, her chest is warm.

The warmth made his heart beat faster, his blood boiled, and his already heavy breathing became even more rapid.

Of course, it's also soft.

The slippery skin and full breasts made him intoxicated, made him tremble, and made him feel distressed.

This is the most beautiful place for girls, to nurture their offspring and to continue their lives.

And now, he is gently caring for his dirty, wounded right hand.

Yan Yuchen's lips trembled slightly, and his heart suddenly felt a little sour.

The little girl was clinging to his arms, her hands pressed his cold right hand tightly to her chest, and her eyes were filled with tears, blurring her vision.

It turns out that this is happiness.

Live and die together, snuggle up to each other, and there is no longer any evasion.

Yan Yuchen stretched out his left hand, gently rubbed her two cold little hands, and then rubbed her face, neck, arms, legs, and finally feet.

The little girl's feet were small, delicate, and the coldest, like two pieces of iron, which were already frozen hard.

Yan Yuchen pulled his right hand out of her arms, crawled at her feet, took off her shoes and socks, and gently rubbed her little feet with the palm of his hand, while puffing at her toes to warm her.

At this moment, at the moment of life and death, the two no longer have any shyness and avoidance.

The little girl's body trembled slightly, obviously not cold, but itchy by him, rubbing it uncontrollably.

After rubbing for a while, Yan Yuchen put her feet in his arms again to warm them, and his still cold little feet were tightly pressed against his naked chest, making their bodies tremble and not dare to look at each other.

"Little radish, is it still cold?"

Yan Yuchen nodded and looked at her snow-white jade feet, and asked softly.

The little girl looked away with a red face, her voice trembled a little, and she said in a low voice, "Well......"

Yan Yuchen smiled: "You don't want your brother to hold your feet for a longer time, so you deliberately said that it was still cold, right?"

"No ......"

The little girl's cheeks were even redder, and she hung her head down, not daring to look at him.

Yan Yuchen couldn't bear to tease her anymore, turned his head to look at the crystal clear ice walls around him, sighed, and said, "This place is really like a crystal palace, but unfortunately, we can only be ice sculptures in the palace that never go out, but we can't enjoy the beautiful scenery of this beautiful ice palace." ”

Then he rubbed her little feet and smiled, "Of course, we might just be enjoying it now, aren't we?"

The little girl looked up, peeked at him, and did not speak.

But she really wanted to tell him that there was actually no fear in her heart, only warmth and little happiness that she had never had in this life.

Even if you die, it is a happy death.

Outside, on the island, a snow-white bird screamed, fell into the seawater, and instantly turned into a skeleton.

And a stunning girl and several subordinates riding on it swept the shore at the moment of falling into the water.