It's summer now, but this desert island at night is surprisingly cold, Xu Xiangsi hugged himself, and he still couldn't help but tremble.

She suddenly felt a little funny.

Thinking about it a while ago, in order to clean up Xu Anran, she tricked the woman into going to a small island and then left it. But now, she herself has been reduced to the point of being on a desert island.

Could it be that this is the so-called reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and it is not possible to suffer retribution?

On the side, Leng Mo took off his shirt.

"You...... What are you doing? Xu Xiangsi blushed and hurriedly turned his gaze to the side.

"You don't have eyes?"

Leng Mo's tone was faint, and he hung his faded shirt on the wooden shelf erected on the side.

It turned out that he was baking clothes.

Xu Xiangsi realized that Fang Cai's reaction seemed to be a little big, and he stopped speaking in shame. A cold wind blew, and she shivered like chaff and hugged herself tighter.

The man began to bake a few clams he had picked up from the beach, and said coldly.

"Take your clothes off."

Xu Xiangsi's eyes widened suddenly, but the man said, "Aren't you very cold?" Dry your clothes before putting them on. ”

"That'...... Then I won't take it off. She tightened her collar a little, and her cheeks felt even hotter.

Really, she's a woman, undressing in front of men, what a joke!

"Whatever you want." Leng Mo ignored her anymore.

Xu Xiangsi felt very strange, her body was obviously very hot, but she felt colder and colder, her brain was gradually a little drowsy, and she was about to fall asleep in a daze.

"Wake up."

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and a roasted clam was handed in front of her, and at the end of her arm was the man's expressionless, but cold and extraordinary face.

"Thank you."

She reached out and took it, probably because there was no seasoning, and it smelled fishy. She frowned, a little reluctant to eat.

"If you don't want to die, eat it."

The man retracted his gaze, "The temperature is very low at night, and if you don't take in the heat, you won't be able to hold on." ”

"Oh."

Her throat was a little stiff, but she still ate one and refused to eat it again.

On this deserted island, there are only her and him. Although it is very sad, this feeling is also somewhat strange.

It seems that it is like a deliberate arrangement by God.

The silent atmosphere made Xu Xiangsi a little uncomfortable, and he was thinking about finding a topic to chat, but he had fallen to this point, so he could talk and relieve his loneliness.

However, before she could speak, Leng Mo took the dried clothes and put them on neatly, got up and left.

Xu Xiangsi asked weakly, "Where are you going?" ”

The man didn't speak, but went to the other side, and lay down with his back to her, and then the voice floated over.

"Dry your clothes."

For a while, an inexplicable feeling of emotion came to his heart, and Xu Xiangsi actually felt a little warm in his heart.

This man has always been like this, decisive and intimidating in the shopping mall, and in life, he always looks noble and deep, and he does not smile.

But she has lived with this man for more than ten years, and no one knows it better than her.

Even if he cares about others, he always wears a cold mask with no expression, but that care is warm, he just doesn't want to express it, or he doesn't want to.

After hesitating for a long time, she shouted at the man's back, "Come and sleep, it's too cold over there." ”

After a long time, the man did not answer, and she felt a little bored, and took off her coat and put it on the shelf.

It was so cold, it was getting colder and colder, and even in the face of the fire, it still made her shiver.

The beating flames met her dark eyes, as if she was dancing, jumping and jumping, as if she was performing a hypnotic spell, and her eyelids gradually became unable to hold on, and she collapsed weakly.

It's so tired, so uncomfortable, it's like falling asleep forever, and it's hard to wake up again.

On the other side not far away, Leng Mo endured the chill that seemed to penetrate the thin placket and skin and penetrate deep into the bone marrow, and his brows were tightened.

There was no noise behind him, only the occasional slight "crackling" sound of the campfire.

"Xu Xiangsi, have your clothes dried out?" He asked.

There was no answer.

After thinking for a moment, Leng Mo glanced back.

I saw the little thing lying by the campfire, curled up in a ball, sleeping quietly, like a little baby.

Her coat hung aside, moving with the wind, but she was wearing only thin underwear, her sexy delicate body was not too much cover, and her snow-like skin was dyed with a faint blush by the beating bonfire, which was so seductive.

At this moment, Leng Mo's gaze darkened a little.

A long time ago, she was just a little girl of seven or eight years old. But it grows in the blink of an eye, like a ripe green fruit.

He looked at her in a daze, and couldn't help but lose his mind, until she coughed twice in her sleep.

Coming back to his senses, Leng Mo got up and walked over, looking down at the little man who was huddled in a ball on the ground.

"Xu Xiangsi, if the clothes are dry, put them on, don't you think it's cold?"

Xu Xiangsi didn't answer, she didn't seem to wake up, but the fine sweat on her flushed cheeks and forehead attracted Leng Mo's attention.

Reach out and see how hot it is!

Leng Mo's face froze instantly.

She had a fever. Thinking about it, her body was already weak, and after soaking in the sea water for so long today, she couldn't stand the invasion of the cold, so she was like this.

The little man curled up, hugging himself tighter in his sleep, his thin shoulders trembling slightly, and he seemed very uneasy.

"Cold ...... It's cold. She frowned and muttered.

It's already burned like this, and it feels cold, and the situation doesn't seem to be good.

Leng Mo crouched down and patted Xu Xiangsi's face, his eyes looked cold, but his eyes were dignified.

"Sisi, wake up."

"Cold ......" The little thing's pale lips and teeth trembled, and his expression became more and more painful.

After pondering for a moment, Leng Mo added a few pieces of firewood to the fire, lay down against Xu Xiangsi's body, and held her delicate body as hot as a small stove tightly in her arms.

When he was confused, Xu Xiangsi seemed to feel him, turned over, his tender lotus-like arms wrapped around his neck, and his legs were also entangled, like an octopus.

The crimson and hot little face rubbed on the man's body unscrupulously, and the warm breath sprayed on the man's neck, as if it was scratched by a light feather, and the throat of the cold ink was dry.

The burning eyes stared at the restless little thing in his arms, and the man's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a bit of inexplicable danger and warning.

"Xu Xiangsi, you'd better give me a little peace."

This damn little thing's body is surprisingly soft, as if it has no bones, and such a weak and boneless body is entangled, even if the heart is like water, it is almost impossible to hold it!

The little man in his arms didn't know that she was actually playing with fire, and seemed to feel the warmth of yearning, and rubbed it into the man's arms, like a clingy kitten.

"Uncle, don't, don't be angry with me......" she murmured slightly.

Leng Mo was slightly stunned, and his eyes gradually became cold and gloomy.

Uncle, what a familiar but unfamiliar title.

Since she was over eighteen years old and gradually became willful and rebellious, she called him "uncle" less and less, until later, she never called him again.

This little thing has been burned like this, could it be that he is still dreaming of him?

"No one can believe me, uncle, uncle, you can't believe it......" she blushed and spouted vague fragmentary words, looking pitiful.

The light of Leng Mo's eyes gradually became a little more complicated, and the cold and hard heart, the heart couldn't help but gradually soften.

Even if she is no longer a child who is ignorant of the world, and has even become a mature woman with a fatal temptation, in his eyes, she is still a child after all.

Slowly closed his eyes, Leng Mo took a long breath of cold air, his thin lips slowly opened and closed, and escaped a word of comfort.

"I believe it."

In just two words, it seems to have an incredible magic power, which calms Xu Xiangsi's uneasiness.

She gradually became honest, buried her little head in the man's hot chest, and fell asleep peacefully.

Looking at her angelic and quiet little face, there is pity and satisfaction in her cold ink eyes, but there are also entanglements and hatred, in short, it is extremely complicated.

Of course, she was at fault, there was a big mistake, he wanted to hate, but that hatred disappeared in an instant under this peaceful sleeping face.

In the end, he raised her single-handedly, and it was very difficult to hate her to the core, and it was even more difficult and tortured for himself.

Leng Mo, this man who kills decisively in the mall and never drags mud and water, at this moment, his heart is in chaos.