Chapter 21: The Prodigal Son

Feng Xiuyun saw her hiding in the quilt and curled up in a small ball, her body trembling uncontrollably, and he called out with pity, "Xiaoxi? "All I got was cold air.

Diexi had already lost consciousness, and her eyes gradually became unable to see clearly, only to feel that all the qiē around her had lost their brilliance, and all of them were gray.

Are you going to die again? She wanted to move her fingers, but found that she couldn't even feel where her fingers were, not to mention her fingers, and her whole body seemed to be scattered after being frozen alive. She slowly closed her eyes and gave up on the last struggle.

"Xiaoxi!" The brazier outside the door was surrounded by pots and pots around the bed, the air that was baked by the scorching fire was distorted, Feng Xiuyun closed the door with a wave of his palm, and looked at Diexi whose breath was gradually fainting with an anxious face, "Bai Shaoxi!" I won't let you give up, don't you hear? Brother Xiuyun won't allow you to die! ”

He shook her body, only to feel a chill in his hands. Her little face was so white and transparent that even her lips turned into a single color.

Feng Xiuyun suddenly felt that her heart had been hollowed out, and a fear of losing her was spreading in her heart. His beautiful face suddenly burst into anger.

No, she won't die, his Xiaoxi won't die!

He violently ripped off all the cover from her, and quickly removed it from himself. It's surprisingly cold in the nest, and the icy and snowy Jingshi is not as good as what happens here.

His resolute body exuded his unique aura, and his fiery chest tightly wrapped around her petite body. Feng Xiuyun hugged her tightly, and her bewitching face was desolate. His solid arms wrapped tightly around her body, his thin lips against her forehead, kissing and calling her over and over again.

Don't die, Xiaoxi, don't leave me again, Brother Xiuyun, beg you, don't leave me again......

A light suddenly appeared beside the dark sky, and Diexi moved her hand and instinctively leaned over. She felt a burst of warmth slowly melt away the frost around her, and she suddenly felt a sour nose, and a line of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.

This is the last straw floating on the water, Diexi clings to it tightly, greedy for this hot from the sky, the closer she gets, the more she feels unreal, and finally she simply wraps her hands and feet together.

Feng Xiuyun lowered his head and kissed away her cold tears, and suddenly felt his body tighten, he looked at Diexi's little face, still without any blood. But the slightly frowning eyebrows seemed to stretch slightly, and he felt her cold breath flowing in his chest, which seemed to be more powerful than Fang Cai.

Xiaoxi, my Xiaoxi.

He hugged her tightly, without the usual rebelliousness, without the evil of the past, and his surprisingly beautiful face wrote the infinite doting on her. He lowered his head slightly and kissed her cold lips, wanting to pass on all the most endless love and pity in his life to her.

In the early morning of the next day, Diexi moved slightly, greedy for the warmth in front of her, and couldn't help rubbing her little face, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Ma'am, it's dawn."

Diexi only felt an itch on her forehead, pouted and opened one eye dissatisfiedly, and smiled evilly at Shangfeng Xiuyun.

This is...... What a situation!

Butterfly's big eyes were staring at the man in front of him who shouldn't have been in front of him, and he suddenly found a stricter problem.

"Ahh Feng Xiuyun, you are shameless! She rolled up the quilt and retreated to the corner, revealing a small head to stare at Feng Xiuyun vigilantly.

Then, there was the second scream of the day, "Ah!!! You...... You!!! She shyly immediately raised her hand and blindfolded herself.

Feng Xiuyun's unobstructed body was exposed in the space of the room, and she looked at her shyness narrowly, leaning forward with her long body, imprisoning her in front of her.

"What's wrong with this king?"

"You! You!! Shame on you! You...... Hmm...... "Before Diexi finished speaking, his hands were pulled down, and his handsome face was reflected in his wide open eyes, but he kissed his ...... greedily Lip.

After a fine bite, Feng Xiuyun finally left, looked at her for a long time, and said arrogantly as if declaring sovereignty: "The women of this king are not allowed to speak ill of her. ”

Diexi was angry and ashamed, and wanted to stretch out his hand to push him away, but who expected that his hand had not yet broken free, he pressed on it again, and sucked and kissed it fiercely, and the huge sense of oppression of men compressed Diexi curled up even smaller, he raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and declared domineeringly, "The woman of this king must be obedient and gentle." ”

"I ......" Diexi just wanted to open her mouth to refute, but when she saw Feng Xiuyun smiling evil again, she came closer, and immediately pulled out her hand to cover her mouth.

"Hahaha." Feng Xiuyun laughed out loud in an infinitely good mood, turned around and got out of bed to pick up the clothes thrown aside, put them on slowly, and said with his back to Diexi as if warning: "Give you half an hour to freshen up and get ready to go." ”

Half an hour later, Diexi was slowly helped downstairs by Xiao Ruo, and was immediately surrounded by all kinds of curious eyes. The two screams spread widely, and those who didn't know must not know where to go, so she quickly got into the car with a red face, picked up some books she read yesterday, and pretended to look at them calmly.

After a long while, Feng Xiuyun slowly walked out of the post house and got into the car, and then the team set off to continue to set off.

In the carriage, Feng Xiuyun looked at the book casually, compared to his indifference, Diexi was much cramped. The last memory she could remember was that she was surprisingly cold, but how could she be so ...... when she woke up Be honest with each other, but you can't remember anything.

Her little eyes glanced at Feng Xiuyun from time to time, and finally scratched his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He snapped the book shut, pretended to be angry and glanced at Diexi, and asked, "Why, this king is so beautiful, so that Mrs. is so obsessed?" ”

Diexi pursed his lips, thinking of his presumptuousness, he didn't dare to be disobedient, so he had to turn around and continue to think.

Suddenly feeling someone approaching behind her, she almost instinctively turned around and was facing Shangfeng Xiuyun's banter.

Diexi just wanted to step back, but he felt a tightness around his waist, his big hand imprisoned her in front of him, and looked at her little face that was already red and dripping blood with interest, "Madame, doesn't you want to appreciate the beauty of this king?" ”

Diexi's fair face immediately turned red, and she reflexively raised her hand to cover her small mouth, and then pushed back, "The prodigal son!" ”

"Madame is quite self-aware." Feng Xiuyun retreated with a smile and reopened the book to ignore it.

Diexi glanced at him fiercely and opened the book angrily. Feng Xiuyun, I don't believe that this life will be planted in your hands!