(Recently, the review has been super strict.,Woo woo,This chapter has been blocked.,It's been changed very low-key.,You can't see the original version.,Stuff the heart~~)

I don't know how long it took, no one in the cold pool surfaced, Bei Moling got up and walked over, squatting on the edge of the pool with an anxious face.

With a snap, the cold water was shining, she jumped out of the water violently, like a hibiscus out of the water, her head full of green silk hung down like seaweed, floating and rippling on the water, the water droplets on her eyelashes trembled, her lips were tightly pursed, and her usually cold eyes were like a fiery sun, as if she was about to burn everything into her eyes, including the stunned man in front of her.

"You hurry up and stay away from me......" Zhen Yue struggled with her gradually crumbling mind, holding back the urge to drag him into the water.

Bei Mo Ling was originally suddenly jumped out of the water by her, stunned in place, seeing her painful appearance, the tip of her heart was strangely unbearable, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered with frost, the woman in front of him seemed to be able to control his thinking, he did not allow any threat to his existence, a pair of dark eyes narrowed, and was about to leave, a devastating force grabbed his neck.

He grabbed the shore of the pool hard to avoid falling into the water, and his cold arms seemed to drag him into the cold pool, and he wanted to sink in the pool together.

Zhen Yue had long since lost a trace of clarity at this time, and failed to drag him down the cold pool, she pursed her delicate pink lips quite dissatisfied, looked at the thin lips in front of her, and kissed them violently, a refreshing cool touch spread from her lips, and the burning miracle of her body was relieved, and she just wanted to ask for it more urgently.

Bei Mo Ling was completely stunned, only to feel that her lips were as soft as a comparison, and a wave of electricity spread strangely to his back, making him strange and trembling, and the strange feelings in his chest broke out like suppressed vines, unscrupulously entangled his cold heart, he completely forgot to resist, his brain was blank, I don't know how long it took, his lips couldn't help but open.

He jerked her out of the water, bringing up large exploding droplets.

"Zhen Yue, wake up." His voice was hoarse and strange to him, his previous indifference was long gone, and his always defensive heart seemed to be defeated in the face of her chaotic passion.

"Hmm." Zhen Yue was dissatisfied with his retreat, and looked at him sadly, at this time she was soaked, her clothes were like a fictitious, her delicate figure was shining under the rising moon, her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't stop approaching Bei Mo Ling.

Bei Moling struggled, completely forgetting his proud skills, and was frequently entangled by Zhen Yue at a loss, the two of them chased me back, and their clothes were messy.

"You'll regret it!" He roared dryly, his hands stopping her attack.

"Please, I'm so uncomfortable, I want you." Zhen Yue rubbed against his neck, and the fragrance of flowers floated around him, which was charming.

Beimo Ling's throat tightened, the dark tide of the perennially indifferent black pupils was surging, and the tide of fanatical desire was pervasive, and he could no longer think rationally about everything between heaven and earth, and kissed the fatal lips violently.

His lips and tongue grinded, and he held her in his arms regardless of the wound on his shoulder blade, sucking deeply on the tip of his tongue, devouring her sweet fragrance wantonly, ravaging the lip flap that was already as red as blood.

Zhen Yue gritted her teeth and overflowed with an unbearable sound, the heat became stronger and stronger, frantically burning her spiritual platform, but transparent tears oozed from the corners of her eyes, and her body hugged the man in front of her uncontrollably, longing for that touch of sweetness, and the extreme suppression made her more and more painful.

There was a strange coolness on her body, like a spring flowing through March, and the cold fragrance like a secluded pool on the tip of her nose made her fascinated.

Bei Mo Ling rolled over and pressed her under her, struggling with an unknown expression.

"Zhen Yue, you forced me." He looked at the colorful woman under him, and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth blended with the cold face, which made people see that the perennial indifference was melting with an irreversible trend.

All his reason was thrown into the nine clouds, and he seemed to be unable to suppress it anymore.

"A-hate...... A Qiu ....... Zhen Yue was in tears, unaware that the surroundings were already frozen.

He stopped his movements suddenly, and his eyes were as dark as the coldest ice of winter, as if he was about to tear the woman below him apart.

For the sudden pause, Zhen Yue gritted her teeth and leaned forward, and suddenly the world was turned upside down, and there was a pop, and then the water was so cold that it was cold to the bone, and her body fell, and her whole body was submerged in cold water.

Bei Mo Ling looked at the struggling people in the water coldly, turned around and left, the blood on his shoulder blades kept oozing, dripping on the place where the fragrance was not dissipated, and the blood was dripping into frost, and it was already cold.

Zhen Yue was overwhelmed by the increasing heat, and the cold water poured into her mouth and nose gradually made it difficult for her to breathe, and the darkness in front of her was overwhelming, and finally she gradually fell into a coma.

When Teng Jian led the team to find them, it was already early in the morning of the next day, and the sky was a little gray, and the spring weather was changeable, which made people feel more and more frizzy.

As soon as he jumped over a jungle, he saw two superimposed figures in the distance.

"Lord!" Teng Jian shouted in surprise.

"Where's my brother? What about people? Beigong Jun, who was walking in the middle of the team, jumped out, with an evil face full of surprise, and when he saw his younger brother, he ran forward early, because of his hurried pace, he almost fell into the dirt pit, but fortunately, Teng Jian's eyes were quick and he held the master who was chattering all the way.

After everyone saw this superimposed figure, they all gasped and were silent for a moment.

The expression is even more terrifying, I am afraid that Gu Xuefu, a face that has not rested all night has long been white, and his body has moved back half a step in disbelief because of the violent tremors.

Beimo Ling's crescent-colored underwear is wrinkled, the ink hair is messy, and it is not as neat as before, but the arrogance of the whole body is still majestic, but a pair of ice eyes are extremely dark, and what is even more unexpected is the woman in her arms, the woman is unconscious and pale, but her lips are red and swollen like blood, her clothes are messy, and her body is covered with Bei Moling's snow-white robe, which is extremely tightly wrapped, as if she is afraid that others will spy on the spring inside.

The dark fragrance floats, which makes people can't help but think about it.

Beigong Jun rubbed his eyes, made sure that he was not mistaken, swept away the nervousness of the night before, covered his mouth and ran over with a smile, he had long forgotten that the two of them had fallen from the cliff, and said awkwardly: "Brother, what happened?" Why did you make such a mess? ”

Bei Moling ignored him, his steps were like flying, he didn't care about everyone's surprised eyes, and his voice was anxious: "Hurry back to Ye'an." ”

Teng Jian finally came back to his senses, he didn't have time to think too much, and when he saw Zhen Yue's pale face, he instantly understood that he wanted to go back for treatment quickly, and hurriedly opened the road: "Yes, hurry up and prepare the sedan chair." ”

Waiting for people to jump by, bringing up a cold wind in the early morning, this wisp of wind also seeped into Gu Xuefu's fragile heart, her lips have long been bloodless, remembering the scene when she first saw Bei Moling when she was five years old, the wind was very warm that day, he danced the sword by the white lotus pond, the clothes were better than the snow, like an immortal falling from the sky, the young age could not stop the beauty of that body, remembering that when she was seven years old, she never left in his cold bedroom, since then this man is lonely and ruthless, but today she saw a different him, her heart was completely panicked.