Su Qianruo stretched out his hand and lifted the peach bag, picked up the peach and took a bite, the peach flesh was juicy and thick, the entrance was tender and smooth, and he could feel a hot breath running all over his body when he swallowed it.

Pulling the quilt and wrapping it in Shang Moyun, when Su Qianruo reached out to pick out the peach again, he felt that something was wrong, and then he took the peach bag and sniffed it gently. Frowning and turning, he leaned over the spirit and sniffed it carefully.

The rich floral fragrance is interspersed with a hint of almost unpleasant blood. It's the same as the one on the peach. It is his blood, and it smells of him.

Su Qianruo's eyes were hot, and he got up and went to get the candlestick.

Carefully observing his face by the lamplight, it turned out to be a few points whiter than usual, and it was almost transparent jade. Stretching out his finger and touching his clothes, the places with the smell of flowers were still wet and wrinkled. It has been washed with water in advance.

She leaned over slowly, her nose gently close to the corner of his mouth, and the smell of blood grew stronger between his breaths. The tears were a little unstoppable, and they fell on Shang Moyun's face in a moment, his eyelids trembled, and his eyeballs slowly drew a circle under his eyelids, as if he was awakened. Su Qianruo held the candlestick in one hand, and grabbed a peach in the other hand that he didn't have time to chew, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly stretched out his tongue and dipped it lightly at the place where the tears fell.

Suddenly, her body was completely flipped around, Shang Moyun turned over and pressed up, staring at her with dark eyes, her voice was hoarse, and asked, "Qianruo, what are you doing?" ”

Su Qianruo shrank her head, looked down with her eyelids, covered her eyes soaked with tears, and stopped at the peach in her hand: "I'm eating peaches."

The spirit tilted its head in confusion and said strangely, "What must have happened?" I felt someone blowing on my face and kissing me...... Who else could it be if it wasn't you? ”

Su Qianruo saw that he was so ambiguous, as if she was in a hurry, and she was so ashamed that her ears were stained with powder. She buried her head lower, as if she was about to shrink into a ball, and kept shaking her head and refused to admit it.

"It's peach juice dripping on your face, I don't, I don't have a kiss."

"No matter, if I say kiss, I kiss it. I was right. You kissed me, and I have to kiss me back...... It's called coming and not being rude. After the spirit finished speaking, her lips fell involuntarily, landing on her forehead, eyelashes, and the tip of her nose...... In the end, despite her screams, he directly blocked her lips.

Su Qianruo thought of the tearing of Du Xi, and the whole person froze.

Different from the undisciplined biting and gnawing, Su Qianruo gradually adapted to Shang Moyun after the initial fear subsided.

The spirit is patient, grinding gently, advancing and retreating, one eliminating the other. "Mo Yun......" Su Qianruo's cheeks were red, and he called his name in confusion.

Shang Moyun couldn't help but tremble, stopped, and looked at her carefully. Su Qianruo's eyes were blurred, a mist and moist, the jade face was flushed, the tip of the nose oozed fine and dense beads of sweat, the red lips were slightly open, revealing the tip of the fresh and moist tongue, light as snow but mixed with gratuitous charm, that cute look made this spirit difficult to hold on, couldn't help but bow her head and hold her lip flap, and then gently wrapped around the tip of her tongue, she trembled lightly to bear his affection, and her eyelashes were unconsciously wet...

But at this moment when the thunder stirred the earth's fire, the spirit suddenly pushed Su Qianruo away, turned over and got up, rushed out of the stone house like crazy, and ran away without a figure in an instant.

Outside the window, he snorted hoarsely.

By the time he returned to the stone chamber, it was already the fourth watch. He squirmed to the bed, refusing to come up. Su Qianruo was so sleepy that he barely opened his eyes and glanced at him, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Spirit, did you fall into the water? Why do you get wet all over your body? ”

Shang Moyun was dripping from head to toe. There was also a water stain on the stone layer underfoot. He seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and after thinking for a long time, he said in a sullen voice: "I didn't fall into the water, I drenched myself." ”

"Why do you want to drench yourself in the middle of the night? You ......" Su Qianruo originally wanted to say that you were still injured. But remembering that he did everything he could to hide it just to not worry her, he stopped talking in time.

The spirit said with a sad face: "Qianruo, I seem to be sick." ”

Su Qianruo sat up and nervously reached out to probe his forehead. His forehead was cold and watery, and it wasn't hot at all.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Seeing Su Qianruo's expression, the spirit monster became worried, and said in frustration: "I just felt like I was burned by fire!" All my blood is pouring down...... The more I tried to call them back, the faster they flowed! You said...... Am I going crazy? ”

Su Qianruo opened his mouth wide, but he was speechless.

The spirit sullenly lifted the corner of the hem of his clothes, pointed to the Optimus Prime and said, "And ...... This one! It's uncomfortable! ”

Su Qianruo covered his face and screamed, "Shang Moyun...... You idiot! Cover me, cover me...... You're not sick. I'm going to cry stupidly for you! ”

The spirit held his legs around his waist and slowly turned his back to Su Qianruo. His voice was very hoarse, "I'm not sick, so what's going on?" ”

Su Qianruo turned inward and covered himself from head to toe in the quilt, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Shang Moyun stretched out his hand and dragged the horn for a long time, and then dug her out.

Her snow-clear face had turned red like fire.

Shang Moyun thought she was stuffy, and pulled the quilt down again until her whole body was exposed.

Seeing him staring at himself with burning eyes, with an expression of wanting to ask but afraid to ask, Su Qianruo himself also felt tormented, so he simply said angrily: "When will you go down the mountain to ask the bitter master." It's not a disease anyway! You sleep on the floor tonight, and you are not allowed to come up again. ”

The spirit nodded, lay down on the spot, closed its eyes and went to sleep. Su Qianruo was angry and shouted: "You are wearing wet clothes, don't you know how to take them off?" You're going to get sick if you wear it like that. ”

The spirit pursed its lips aggrievedly and undressed.

Su Qianruo saw that he didn't shy away at all, so he had to throw the quilt on him, and said helplessly: "Cover it up, don't just loosen your clothes in front of people." That's something that only couples can do. You're going to sleep on the floor with a quilt wrapped up tonight...... Don't sneak into bed again! ”

The spirit complained, "That's my bed!" We are husband and wife! If you don't look at me, who do you want to see? If it were you stripped naked, I would have stared at you, and I wouldn't have angrily asked you to change your clothes wrapped in a quilt......"

Su Qianruo was ashamed and annoyed, couldn't bear it anymore, covered his ears and shouted, "Shut up!" Go to bed! ”

The moon is in the sky, and it is still an hour before dawn, and this night is a toss.

The spirit rolled on the ground wrapped in the quilt angrily, stopped about half a cup of tea, and then turned over straightly, and climbed to the bed with the quilt in a straight way.

"You're talking about not going to bed in the middle of the night! It's the fifth watch now, and it's almost dawn...... It's not the middle of the night. Shang Moyun lay down directly on the outside of the bed, one long leg stepped over Su Qianruo's body that was tightly wrapped in a brocade quilt, and seeing that Su Qianruo seemed to be asleep, his courage became bigger again, and half of his body went up, clinging to Su Qianruo tightly. Aren't we husband and wife when we sleep in the same bed? Do you have to sleep on a quilt? ”