"When the king is feasting." Cang Qingle hurriedly stepped forward, and quickly took out a clean towel from the space and handed it to him, she didn't realize that this shout actually had a strong sense of concern in it.

Yan Jun took it and wiped off the water on his face, his fingers with even joints were a little white, and the color of his nails was a little purple, obviously frozen.

"It's too cheap for him to die like this." Yan Jun kicked the corpse lying on the ground, and his narrow phoenix eyes contained fierceness.

It's a pity that there is no kind of laboratory focusing on the research of the supernatural in the Cangmu base, otherwise these people should be thrown into the laboratory to make experiments, even if they die, even the corpse cannot be spared.

"Leave them alone, you're about to change your clothes." Cang Qingle urged, she was half responsible for the freezing damage.

Yan Jun raised his eyes, as if smiling, "Are you caring about me?" ”

"Just because I'm concerned about you, it's easy to freeze on such a cold day." Cang Qingle didn't plan to hide his thoughts, he fell into the lake in order to save her, isn't it strange to care about him?

"Let's go, you can't let me change my clothes here." Banquet Jun said.

Cang Qingle glanced around, except for the four of them and the three corpses, there was no other trace of anyone.

He is a big man, and it is actually nothing to change his clothes here, but since he said to leave, she does not force it, and it is normal for a young master from a wealthy family to have some quirks.

"Brother Gong, Brother Wood, the scene will be handed over to you to deal with." Cang Qingle said to the two men on the other side, and then followed behind Yan Jun.

She is pregnant. But his steps were steady, and Yan Jun did not look back in front of him, but his ears sensitively caught the sound of her footsteps.

The whistling north wind is blowing so much that people can't open their eyes.

Cang Qingle looked at Yan Junshi's back from behind, the wet shirt was attached to his skin, she could see his backbone, inverted triangle figure, faintly, there was an indescribable sexiness.

"Are you cold?" She couldn't help but ask, don't think about it, it's cold.

"Hmm." He replied in a low voice.

Back to "Fengqiwu". Cang Qingle hurriedly found him a set of clothes. Then urge him to change.

Yan Jun has always refused to live in the room arranged for him, and always ran to Cang Qingle's room in the middle of the night and got into her bed, unable to prevent it.

The same is true now. She told him to go and change his clothes. He took the clothes she had given him and went straight into her room.

Cang Qingle was a little annoyed. But seeing that he had suffered this disaster for her own sake, she accommodated for the time being, and then kicked him out when he had changed.

But. She waited for an hour, and did not come out of her room during the banquet.

Cang Qingle couldn't bear it, and when she walked to the door, she saw that the door was hidden, and she hesitated to push it open.

It was dark inside, there was no light on, and her eyes couldn't adjust to the darkness for a while.

After a while, this symptom disappeared, and she inspected the situation in the room, leaving wet water marks on the floor, and the wet clothes that she had changed during the banquet were piled up next to the bed, a mess.

Cang Qingle frowned, according to the character of the banquet monarch, he was by no means this kind of man who threw his clothes at will.

She walked over, picked up the wet laundry from the floor and put it in a bucket, and then mopped the water on the floor.

The room was clean and tidy again, and when she started looking for Yanjun, where did this guy go?

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the position of the bed, and the sheets she had arranged in the morning were now spread out, and the middle position was bulging.

This guy actually ran to her bed again! He didn't know whose territory it was.

Cang Qingle was annoyed and almost rushed to the bed.

The man on the bed didn't move, and seemed to be asleep.

She lifted the quilt and was about to pull the man who occupied the magpie's nest, but the temperature of her hand startled her.

Piping hot, piping hot.

"When the king is feasting." She screamed, but the person on the bed still didn't move.

Cang Qingle frowned, and reached out again, his hair was not completely dry, but the scorching temperature was enough to evaporate this little bit of moisture.

The man had a fever, his body was hot like a piece of red-hot iron, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

I caught a cold, I actually had a fever, and the water in winter was really easy to fall.

Cang Qingle helped him cover the quilt that he lifted, leaned over and pressed his ear and said, "When you feast on the king, you wake up, you can't sleep like this anymore, the fever is too bad, I'll find some medicine for you to eat." ”

Fever is not a big deal, but if the fever is high for a long time, it is easy to cause other diseases, and there are many cases where the high fever burns the head and becomes a fool.

The person on the bed snorted softly, his raised eyebrows were controlled, revealing a very uncomfortable look, he opened his mouth and made a low voice, "I want to drink water." ”

Cang Qingle took out a bottle of unused mineral water from the space, and was about to twist the lid open, when her arm was pulled by a force in vain, and with a force, the whole bottle of water slipped out of her hand and fell under the bed with a bang.

Her heart suddenly burst into flames, and she didn't even have time to curse, and then she was pulled by her arms and threw her whole body on the bed.

Fortunately, she couldn't do it, the bed quilt in winter was thick and soft, and she didn't hurt her stomach with such a pounce.

Cang Qingle was nervous about the safety of the child in her womb, and with a distraction, the man pulled her into the bed.

The body with a hot body temperature came to her, and a fireball was attached to her, and there was a rapid heartbeat in her ears.

The light lotus fragrance lingered, and Cang Qingle's head went blank for a while, only to feel that something was buzzing.

Yan Jun suddenly moved, propped up his body and condescended, and her face was reflected in a pair of cold eyes.

"When the king is feasting." Somehow, the sound of his breathing became strange.

"Shhhh Her slender fingers sealed her lips during the banquet.

He leaned down and imprinted a shallow kiss on the lips of the long-probing Zhu/.

Cang Qingle's head is really messed up at this time, in the face of such a frivolous behavior when Yan Jun, she should have slapped it, but she didn't.

There is no rejection, there is acceptance.

In fact, she didn't feel completely untouched by Yan Jun in her heart, and she didn't consciously think of what had happened since Yan Jun made his stance, and she was also upset for him and accommodating for him.

Although, that's just a little bit, a spark can start a prairie fire, and the emotions are the same.

The sheer amount of information poured into her mind, and even if she wanted to maintain her usual sanity, it was no longer possible.

She pushed Yan Jun away in a panic, and then fled the room in a confused manner.

She didn't notice at all that she had left the door with her front feet, and she sat up like a nobody, looking refreshed, and there was no sign of illness.

There was a touch of helplessness at the corner of his mouth when he feasted on the king, "Silly girl, you are obviously emotionally attracted to me, is it so difficult to admit your heart?" ”

His ability is temperature, and it's really easy to make yourself "feverish", and caring is messy, and it's only because she's too worried about him that he's so nervous, so she still doesn't admit her heart? (To be continued......)