Chapter 120: The Warmth of the Futon (Asking for a subscription, asking for a monthly pass)

"Hehe, is it, even if you are a concubine, your identity is still there, let you serve, Weichen is really scared, don't trouble the princess." Xu Fu said coldly, his tone was respectful, and then he walked into the room and closed the door.

Ying Jiman was stunned, looking at Xu Fu's departing back and the door that had been closed, tears slipped silently, and for a moment, he squatted down, and actually cried, his voice whimpered, and he choked a few times from time to time.

Xu Fu walked into the room, he was also a little upset, he hadn't felt this way for a long time.

He took a deep breath and didn't like the fact that his rhythm and mood were disrupted.

When his mood gradually stabilized, the irritability in Xu Fu's heart improved a little.

There was a sound of sobbing outside the door, Xu Fu frowned, and then walked to the door, through the crack in the door, he vaguely saw Ying Jiman squatting on the ground crying, and the little weak voice looked a little aggrieved and lonely.

Xu Fu frowned, was he too ruthless just now?

The little girl's crying is really pitiful.

But the daughter of the King of Qin is the daughter of the King of Qin after all, it is a hostile relationship, and it is also sent to spy on him.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Xu Fu was upset, now that his cultivation was sealed, he couldn't practice, let alone walk around, and there was nothing to say in an instant, so he had to lie on the bed, close his eyes and recuperate.

The hazy Xu Fu fell asleep, but he did not fall asleep, he felt like a dream, and there seemed to be a sound of talking in his ears.

He opened his eyes, in a trance, and the veil on top of his head came into his eyes.

There was still a faint sobbing sound in my ears.

He frowned, then got out of bed and walked to the door, outside the crack in the door, Yingjiman was still sitting there, his shoulders twitching, his arms folded, and he seemed to be very cold.

"This woman...... Really. ”

Xu Fu was helpless and opened the door.

Frightened in response, Ying Jiman raised his head, like a frightened deer, his big eyes flashed a little confused, his little face was red from the cold, his lips were pale, his arms were trembling, and his eyes still had traces of tears.

Seeing Xu Fu come out, her face suddenly panicked: "Xu ...... My lord, did you bother you, the slave is not good, the slave is ...... Let's go! ”

A weak tone, a pitiful expression, and a face full of apologies.

Xu Fu sighed in his heart, "Come in!" ”

Then enter the door.

Ying Jiman was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses, his eyes were red, and the original residual traces had not faded, and he was wet with tears again, and it was quite a downpour.

followed Xu Fu into the room.

Xu Fu lifted the futon: "Come in!" ”

Ying Jiman's face turned red: "My lord! ”

"Come in!" Xu Fudao.

"Yes!"

Ying Jiman nodded, took off her shoes and socks, and put her little feet, which were almost frozen, into the futon.

In the thick futon, it was very warm, and there was still residual warmth, as well as the smell of Xu Fu.

made Ying Jiman's little face red, and bursts of warmth began to come from his body, to dispel the cold that had gathered on the surface of his body outside the door for a long time.

"Your Excellency...... Come on in too! Ying Jiman whispered, his face was ruddy and about to drip blood, and he consciously leaned into the futon and gave up a large position to Xu Fu.

She was small, lovable, and didn't take up much space.

"No need, you can sleep here by yourself, I'll just sit on the chair!" Xu Fudao.

Then Xu Fu walked straight to the chair, did it, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Ying Jiman was stunned for a moment, and then his face was complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He knows what Xu Fu is like, I'm afraid Xu Fu won't come up, but he really won't come up.

Yingjiman lay down in the futon, and her small body was completely shrunk in, revealing only her small head.

The warmth with a blazing temperature kept warming her body.

Sniffed gently.

A fresh and dusty smell like grass in the morning after rain enters the nostrils.

"This is Lord Xu...... What about the taste? ”

Ying Jiman's face turned red.

Gradually, the body warms up and warms up thoroughly.

The candle flame in the room was still burning, and the warm orange light illuminated everything in the room and the faces of the two of them.

Unable to sleep left and right, Ying Jiman turned around, his big eyes were open, and he saw the side face of Xu Fu who was sitting on the chair and had closed his eyes from a distance.

The delicate and good-looking face looks very good in the afterglow.

The little girl's face flushed again.

Xu Fu moved his body slightly, and subconsciously gathered his shirt to make himself warmer.

He ignored it anyway.

Now that his cultivation has been sealed, he has no effect at all, even if his body is better than others, but in the whole cold winter night, he still feels a stream of cold air drilling into his body.

The swishing coolness constantly filled his clothes.

Ying Jiman, who was secretly looking at Xu Fu, also saw it, and there was a worry on his little face.

He said softly: "My lord, you better come to bed, it's cold, what if you freeze your body, and ...... And there's a lot of room for the futon. ”

Xu Fu shook his head: "No need, you can sleep!" ”

Ying Jiman was in a hurry and lifted the futon: "My lord, if you don't come up, I won't sleep, you make the slave feel very guilty." ”

Xu Fu turned his head and looked at the serious and anxious Ying Jiman, and his heart was a little touched, but then he was drowned out by the subconscious hostility, it was all fake......

I also did it, knowing that the other party was spying on me, but when I saw this little girl pretending to be pitiful, I still couldn't bear to ignore it.

But it's still really cold......

Glancing at the bed that seemed to be close at hand in the distance, Xu Fu missed the temperature inside.

He hesitated slightly: "Okay...... Let's do it! ”

Ying Jiman's face was filled with joy: "Really, my lord...... Fast...... Come here! ”

Ying Jiman moved inside, making room for Xu Fu.

Xu Fu rubbed his stiff face and hands, quickly took off his shoes and socks, and then reached into the futon.

This temperature.

"Tsk...... Cool! ”

"It's still a futon...... Comfortable! ”

Xu Fu's face completely showed the true portrayal of his heart.

Yingjiman watched from the sidelines and laughed.

Xu Fu moved.

In an instant, Ying Jiman's face turned red, and in the futon, a pair of restless feet touched his little feet.

So shy......

Out of the corner of his eye, Xu Fu noticed Ying Jiman's flushed face beside him, and he was stunned for a moment, and then felt something.

The restless feet in the futon moved again, and Yingjiman's face turned even redder.

Xu Fu smiled bitterly......

This is a mistake...... Blunder.

He shouted in his heart.

At this moment, the scene seems to be like a beautiful woman sitting in her arms, but his feet have been frozen into popsicles.

What does it feel like to have a popsicle even if it hits a smooth and delicate little foot?

Or popsicles......

Xu Fu didn't feel anything.

The fire in the futon seemed to be very strong, and the anger gradually increased, and Xu Fu's body gradually warmed up.

ps: I don't know why, when I wrote this chapter, I always felt that there were dirty words written on my face, and sure enough, this kind of plot can't be written on pure children's paper, this kind of small ambiguous plot, even if it's written in a book, I feel sorry for my goddess...... Let me smoke a cigarette and think about the plot of the next two chapters.,In addition,The author voted for the remainder.,So who is the monthly pass you promised!!

(To be continued.) )