I thought I could keep warm, but I didn't expect that the temperature in my arms was not only half a minute, but it was even colder.

But she couldn't help but make a cold sound.

The whole person nestled in the arms of the painting and did not move.

When he looked up, he was very close to the gorgeous mask, and suddenly he found that it was closer to his lips.

Lan Jingyue's whole heart was about to tighten, and even her heartbeat was damn faster.

She hated herself a little, she had always been so calm no matter who she was, and she was calm and calm no matter what the situation.

But every time she saw this demon, she couldn't control that heart from beating wildly for him.

In the bottom of my heart, I can only obediently admit that I am very spineless, and I am confused by the beauty of this demon.

This demon is good at everything, but his arms are like ice cellars.

"Cold..."

It had been a long time before she came back to her senses and remembered his concerned question.

When she heard her say this, she hugged her tighter.

"Is that better?" An intoxicating smile tugged on her pretty lips, and she asked in a gentle tone.

Obviously, she listened to the words of concern, but her body couldn't help but tremble a little.

But his arms were really cold, and he wanted to endure it, but the chill almost froze her, and it was not easy to control her trembling body.

I could only innocently look at the face of the demon who painted the sound of the penny, and said cheekily: "Daddy, it's still a little cold." ”

Hearing this, the painting tilted his head and looked at Lan Jingyue's little face with a faint smile. Looking at her small fan-like eyelashes, it is very charming to caress her big eyes.

"It's still cold to have a father holding like this, isn't Yue'er a little greedy?"

At this moment, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were quiet.

"Daddy's body is already cold, I'm afraid that holding Yue'er like this will warm you up!!"

Lan Jingyue raised her eyebrows.

She is telling the truth, although she feels very happy to be held by such a demonic father, but his body is really cold.

As soon as the words fell, there was a warm current and a warm feeling from the arms under the body.

The ink hair with the scent of twin flowers hanging lazily on Lan Jingyue's body, showing their intimacy even more.

The two cold faces are close to each other, and they are even more intimate.

A deep voice sounded in his ear: "Is it still cold like this?" ”

The warm breath has tightly surrounded Lan Jingyue, and the smell of twin flowers has gradually become stronger.

"It's not cold." Lan Jingyue was embarrassed to talk back to the painting with a knowing smile.

Hearing her satisfied answer, a moving arc curved between her lips, and then her voice was faintly sad, "It's been more than a year since I arrived in the palace, and I still haven't seen that jade totem?" ”

His voice was obviously gentle, but there was a strange wound.

The big hand also stroked her cheek as the words fell, "Think about it, haven't you been anywhere yet, the huge palace, you must have missed something." ”

Lan Jingyue looked at the painting in a daze, and her face was a little sad.

This is the first time, and it has been almost three years since I came to this world, but it is the first time I want to see the sad expression of the painting.

One can imagine how important that jade totem was to him.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses and let out a sigh.

Hearing this, he pinched two handfuls of her face, "Yue'er, didn't you listen carefully to Bengong's words?" ”