The thirsty throat was lubricated, and Jun Youqi's loose consciousness gathered slightly.

He felt as if he was walking and running in the endless desert, and the further he went, the more he grew.

The sun was shining high, and the sun was in full bloom, and he suddenly felt that he was hanging above the city gate, naked and scorched by the sun. The scorching sun tanned and scorched his skin, and the blazing temperature seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow, burning his whole person from the inside out......

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of people pointed at him and laughed, talked about it, and threw piles of rotten scum and rotten eggs on him, so dirty, so uncomfortable......

Suddenly he felt so dirty again, he wanted to bathe, he was immersed in cold water, and he found that his heart was colder than cold water.

Feng Jingyun seemed to be looking at him coldly by the pool.

Her gaze was unkind, and her cold face was full of resentment.

He tried to explain, kept calling her name, but she wouldn't listen. He had to keep chasing......

She said she hated him. Never forgive him!

He was afraid.

No. He must not lose her!

His body was as weak as a thousand holes, and he tried his best to beg her to look back at him, and finally, as soon as he approached her, she walked further with hatred in her eyes.

He didn't give up, he chased with his life, his body was getting hotter and hotter, his consciousness was getting more and more scattered, he was alone in the hot and boundless desert frantically searching, and he couldn't see her shadow.

He felt that he was dying, hoarse, exhausted a drop of blood and tears, and thought that he would die a tragic death in such a lonely way.

When he closed his eyes in despair, his chapped lips seemed to be surrounded by a moist flower, which felt excellent to the touch, and a soft, slippery thing reached into his mouth, moistening his thirsty throat with a clear spring, warming his desperate heart.

The breath that sprayed on his nose was so fragrant and so clear.

It's the breath of the clouds!

Was it a pre-death hallucination that allowed him to enjoy a wisp of her tenderness?

Although it is a pity that he has not yet stood at the peak of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he can dream that Yun'er can look back, and God can finally pity him Jun Youqi's deep affection, at least let him dream of Yun'er dying.

The body that originally felt that he was very dirty, with her breath, he felt that the whole person was cold again.

Her ice is clear and jade, elegant and immortal, and her elegant and dusty temperament seems to be able to cleanse people's souls.

He hungrily sucked on the moisture from her, and swallowed a lot of sweet liquid, leaving only the slippery, soft in his mouth, as if to withdraw, he was reluctant, and his tongue tried his best to entangle it.

He felt that it was the most beautiful dream of his life.

I dreamed that she was kissing him. Dream of his tongue intertwined with her little lilac tongue.

The memory of secretly kissing her for the first time came to mind, the kiss that was sweet and intoxicating, and the breath was clear and intoxicating. overlapping with the current situation.

Jun Youqi felt that the relationship between him and her was back to the beginning.

Only this time, she didn't seem as cold as before, and this time, she wasn't so far away, as if she was close at hand. Like ...... He could have the luxury of her.

He even took the initiative to respond and kiss her in a coma! Feng Jingyun wanted to withdraw his tongue, but he was too entangled by his lips and tongue.

His lips were chapped and rough, and he kissed her too hard, sucking her painfully.

It's just to feed him some water, and take advantage of her while unconscious, it's too much!