Su Qianqing's pupils shrank sharply, and before he could speak to stop Hu Tianyuan, Hu Tianyuan's little finger of his right hand passed sideways, and with the help of his nails, his little finger was gently pulled down, and the blood went from deep to shallow, from red to light red.

On closer inspection, it looks like dried blood.

"Perfect." Hu Tianyuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Cousin, can you notify me in advance in the future, it's really scary." Su Qianqing was helpless, although he couldn't see his makeup, but he guessed somewhat.

"Haha, okay. It's me who is abrupt. Hu Tianyuan nodded with a smile, he was indeed abrupt, and his sudden attack was indeed easy to scare Su Qianqing. And although he is Su Qianqing's cousin, this action is still a little impolite.

"Let's not take this as an example." Su Qianqing said half-seriously, perhaps because he felt that his words were too serious, and hurriedly made another joke to make amends.

"Don't talk about me, look at you, you still have a hood, be careful I tear it off for you."

"Go, go, naughty."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the slightly serious atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

"What are you grinding about, hurry up, the ice is about to melt." And one of them began to hold a loudspeaker and began to urge.

On such a cold day, how much ice is considered to be chemical? Joke!

Su Qianqing complained silently, but the movements in his hands were still not slow.

"Cousin, I'm here."

"Okay."

Su Qianqing took a deep breath, and she didn't know if it was because they were now related, but she now felt that she was embarrassed to do these actions.

Su Qianqing stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Hu Tianyuan's neck, his hand was slightly forced, and his legs were bent together.

And Hu Tianyuan grabbed Su Qianqing's waist with one hand, his upper body was slightly bent, and the other hand was directly placed behind the popliteal fossa of Su Qianqing's legs, and with a slight force, he directly picked up Su Qianqing.

Su Qianqing's hand around Hu Tianyuan's neck was naturally put down, and the other hand was placed on his abdomen. Then he leaned his head lightly on Hu Tianyuan's chest, closed his eyes, and completely shrank into Hu Tianyuan's arms.

“Action！” And Zhou Ji immediately shouted to start the moment the two hugged each other. All the staff immediately cheered up and rushed to their work.

So, the scene that appeared in front of all the staff was that of a woman in plain clothes being held in the arms of a Taoist priest covered in blood.

The woman in her arms had bloodless cheeks, and there were still some dried blood stains on the corners of her mouth and even on her face, and she didn't know if it was her own or the Taoist priest holding her.

And the Taoist priest who hugged her had no sorrow or joy. The mouth that is pursed into a line seems to be trying to hide his biggest emotions.

Those eyes had long been stained red with blood, and there was a raging flame under those red eyes.

In addition, there was a trace of cold thin ice slowly spreading, gradually covering the flame under the thin layer of ice. The thin layer of ice did not seem to be able to withstand the heat of the flames, and then it continued to melt and turn into water droplets, but gradually extinguished the flames.

"Mo'an, my Mo'an."

Daokong lowered his head, and his red eyes stared at the woman in his arms affectionately. But the woman in her arms still closed her eyes lightly, and she didn't seem to hear Daokong's most sincere words.

Daokong didn't get a response from Chang Mo'an, and he didn't seem to be discouraged, but his eyes became softer and softer when he looked at the woman in his arms.