After the high priest finished dealing with what had just happened in the tribe, he couldn't help but rush back, and happened to see Yu Ziying curled up in a ball with his head buried in his head, leaning against the corner of the wall.

The lamps on the stone wall flickered and shadowed, and the faint light fell on her slightly bowed back, and on her drooping neck, making her look a little lonely and pitiful—his heart trembled.

"Miss Yu, what's wrong with you?" He lowered his voice, moved his gaze to the half-open window, and realized: "But I was frightened by what happened just now, and there is nothing to do......

Yu Ziying stood up without saying a word, but her body was slightly unstable, her left eye had been covered again, she looked up, and the high priest saw that her lips were almost pale against the background of that dark complexion.

The chill that seemed to freeze her blood came again, and she only felt that her lower abdomen was swollen and her limbs were stiff and soft, although it was not as uncomfortable as the last time, but she was also uncomfortable.

The high priest froze for a moment, saw her staggering as she passed by him, and immediately stretched out his arm to help her.

When he grasped her bare lotus root, the soft and boneless touch made him feel incredibly startled, but he quickly stabilized his mind, stared at her and said, "What's uncomfortable?" ”

Could it be that he was infected with the same disease as the Xianbei people? Thinking of this, his heart tightened, and his mind suddenly became disordered.

As soon as she approached him, Yu Ziying was like dry sand meeting rain, the kind of gurgling and soaking moisture, simmering and caressing every inch of her skin, so comfortable that every bone of her was as soft as cotton, and her body was as light as a cloud and the wind.

"Huh?"

Yu Ziying narrowed her eyelashes and tentatively moved closer to him, and as soon as the high priest's chest touched the soft flesh she had brought up, she took a step back like an electric shock, but Yu Ziying rubbed it again with a straight face, and when she forced him against the edge of the bed, she directly pressed him down on the bed with brute force, and pounced on him with heavy pressure.

- It was warm, and she narrowed her eyelashes comfortably.

"Ugh." Being slammed into his chest and abdomen, the High Priestess couldn't help but snort in pain.

That moan was like a softly falling feather, sweeping across a pool of calm lake, Yu Ziying trembled, and suddenly felt a dry mouth, the part of the two close to each other was like a fire of dry wood, burning more and more, afraid that he would struggle to escape, she subconsciously resorted to a mental hospital's special confinement methods for the most vicious gangsters, locking his limbs and not moving.

"Don't move." Her voice was still calm, but her eyes were unusually bright at the moment, like two flames burning in the eyes of a hungry beast, staring at him without blinking.

The High Priest's throat moved, and her eyes were so obscure that the flames in her eyes seemed to burn him to ashes.

The violently beating heart suddenly stopped, and he didn't move, but his voice was a little changeable: "Miss Yu, do you know what you are doing?" ”

Yu Ziying stared at the pair of clear, peaceful and desolate eyes, for some reason the heart was like pouring a basin of cold water, the slightest strange impulsive emotion that had just risen was gradually smoothed out by these eyes, and a picture suddenly appeared in her mind: under the sun, it was like colorful scales competing to shine under the Bodhi tree, the white Bodhi flowers were dazzling, and a graceful and quiet figure under the tree stood there in an apricot shirt and white robe, not sad or happy, but it had been shocked by the years of streaming, and the elegance was peerless.

But she still didn't let go of him, but her eyes had returned to flatness, she stared at him expressionlessly, her expression was like a steel knife in water, hard and cold: "Don't move!" ”

But the meaning of this sentence is obviously different, her hand is like a snake constantly patrolling him, but it is checking his meridians and muscles, the scene outside the window just now made her suddenly wake up, maybe she thought too simply, this insect can not only parasitize the skin, it can also hide deeper.

Since it was not a stroke, the force in her hand was a little heavy, which made the high priest feel an itch in addition to the pain, and he looked at Yu Ziying's eyes in slight surprise, now there was only indifference and concentration in it, without a trace of frivolity.

In fact, it was Yu Ziying who dredged the blocked meridians all over his body while testing, so that he could produce itching, his physical function was not ideal, and he was close to him like this, which made her feel very comfortable, and she privately thought that if she could make him feel the same comfort, he would naturally not refuse her.

But in fact, the human body did benefit a lot after dredging the meridians, but the process was not easy, the high priest only felt that every bone and muscle that was touched was numb, sore and itchy, where it was comfortable, it was not bad to shout out loud, especially when her five golden steel fingers slipped down to his inner thighs, he was as tight as iron, both embarrassed and a little resistant, but the most was nervous.

"Miss Yu, that place ......"

Yu Ziying raised her eyes, her dark round face was serious: "Well, I'll press that place a few more times." ”

The high priest choked, he didn't mean it that way.

But seeing her open nose, breathing heavily, sweat sliding down her forehead, and a pair of aggressive black pupils with a hazy layer at the moment, it was obvious that what she was doing now was not easy for her.

"If you're tired, then ...... Take a break. ”

"If this set of techniques to dredge the meridians and osteopathy is not completed at one time, the blood flow is not smooth, and you may become a paralyzed." Yu Ziying's eyes lit up frighteningly for a moment, staring at him faintly, as if eager to try his proposal.

The high priest looked at those swarthy eyes, his heart was shocked, and he felt that his blood was almost frozen, and he wanted to ask her why she did this for him, but when the words came to his mouth, he only sighed helplessly: "Then, it's still troublesome Miss Yu." ”

After a set of techniques to dredge the meridians was completed, Yu Ziying fell asleep directly tired with her head tilted, but she felt the most instinctive consciousness after the end, and her limbs were tenacious like vines still firmly entangled with him.

And staring at the sleepy and defenseless childish face, the high priest was stunned for a long time, looking at the short arm of the lotus root that locked him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was really just a child......

Sweeping her slightly sharpened chin, he noticed that she seemed to be thinner than when he first met, and then he found that her eyelashes were actually quite long, but the growth was a little inward, and one eye was loosely wrapped around the cloth band, and he didn't know if it was to hide her face or if she was really injured.

Compared to her round face, her nose is unusually delicate and petite, and her flesh-pink lips are slightly upturned, making her look full and moist...... She's not ugly, the High Priest thought.

Because of the unslackening of his bones just now, there were some sweat stains on her forehead, he bent his fingers and gently rubbed her skin, sure enough, the black stains could be wiped off, he couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, I really don't know where she got this body.

As the night deepened, the warm orange light flickered and dimmed, and he suddenly noticed that something seemed wrong with her, her lips that were still pink just now became a little bruised, and her breath was cold, and at this moment she was like a frozen civet cat, curling up her fur into a ball, and arching it into her arms to keep warm.

The high priest couldn't avoid and couldn't dodge, listening to her vague and glutinous cry of coldness, a trace of strangeness in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and then tried to hug her into his arms, like treating an insecure child, slowly stretched out a moonlight white wrist from the wide robe embroidered with golden silk algae in Lan Ren, patted her back stiffly, and coaxed her to sleep.

The corners of Yu Ziying's mouth that had been tightly pursed and forbearant before gradually smoothed out, and his arms slowly relaxed around his flexible and strong waist, instinctively absorbing the warmth and breath from his body and falling asleep......

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