Time passed minute by minute, and before you knew it, it was late at night.

Above the thousand-year-old glacier, it is still a cold white.

Just when Xiao Qianhuan and the others were anxious like ants on a hot pot, wow! With a bang, a red figure broke through the ice.

"It's just a fish in a thousand-year-old glacial lake." Wearing a drenched dress, his silver hair was wet and messy with ice water, and he was as pale as paper at night, but with a wicked smile.

However, when his gaze swept behind Xiao Qianhuan and the others, the smile in his eyes converged little by little.

"Lord Night, Boss, she didn't come." Looking at the night, Xiao Qianhuan couldn't help but say, although he didn't want to say it very much, but this was the truth.

"It's okay, take it." Su Ye said, handed the ice fish in his hand to Xiao Qianhuan's hands, and the next moment, bang! , but the body fell.

"Night-sama? Night-sama! Xiao Qianhuan said, the moment she stretched out her hand and touched Su Ye's body, her fingers instantly formed a layer of ice!

Looking at such a scene, Xiao Qianhuan and the others were completely panicked.

On the other side, looking at the sky, Feng Ge finally couldn't help it, and was about to rush out of the room, but bumped into Xiao Qianhuan who was walking towards him.

"Why are you the only one, Nightman?" Looking at Xiao Qianhuan, Feng Ge couldn't help but ask.

In the next moment, the latter stuffed a box directly into her hand.

"What is this?" Looking at the box in his hand, Feng Ge couldn't help asking.

"The fish in the thousand-year-old ice lake, Qianhuan can't do it, and the night master can't do it, boss, let that bullshit chef do it!" Xiao Qianhuan said with a choked breath.

"Don't be sloppy with me, what's wrong with the night?" Holding the box in his hand, Feng Ge couldn't help but say, he could feel extremely cold through the box, and he couldn't imagine how cold it was in the thousand-year-old ice lake.

Hearing this, Xiao Qianhuan couldn't help it anymore, wow! cried directly, "Boss, Lord Night, Lord Night, Lord Night, Sleep, Sleep, Night, Sleep, Night, T Holding Feng Ge's waist, Xiao Qianhuan howled and cried.

"What?!" Feng Ge's brows furrowed.

A moment later, in a room, on the clean bed, there was a red figure, dressed in red, already drenched, wet silver hair, messy scattered on the body, the bewitching and beautiful face, but at the moment it was pale, bloodless, the beautiful blue eyes of the past were closed, and the long eyelashes fell a faint shadow under the eyes.

Beautiful, but not lifeless.

When Feng Ge arrived, she saw such a picture, her heart instantly sank to the bottom, and an unknown feeling spread in her heart, making her very uncomfortable.

It seems that for such a long time, I have never seen this demon in such an embarrassed appearance.

I call her an idiot every day, and I think he himself is an idiot!

For a broken fish, run to soak in the thousand-year-old ice lake in winter!

"Why don't you change out of this wet suit!!" Feng Ge said, he couldn't help but step forward, but the hand he had just stretched out was reflexively withdrawn, and he felt a cold coldness to the bone.

"We don't dare, and we don't have the clothes of the Night-Sleeper." On the side, Xiao Qianhuan sobbed and said.

Hearing this, Feng Ge couldn't help but be stunned, because she didn't have the clothes for the night, and even, she didn't know what size he should wear, what style he liked, the same, what he liked to eat, what he didn't like to eat, what wine he liked to drink, where he liked to ......, and so on.

When I thought about it, I realized that she didn't know anything about all his preferences, and she never cared.

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