In the depths of the cave, Zhou Xiao saw Luo Wenmio.

However, when he quietly looked closer, the strange and handsome visual impact made Zhou Xiao feel shocked that it was not Luo Wenmio at all.

On the edge of a white ice wall, a man in a long, open-sleeved robe, disheveled, lay there, his long black hair spread on the frozen ground, his skin as white as his white clothes, and from a distance it looked like a scattered white snow.

The man's face is handsome, there is a kind of genderless, breathtaking beauty, from the forehead to the chin, the graceful undulating angular lines are almost like a creation of heaven.

Zhou Xiao took a deep breath and stood three meters away looking at the man, his fingertips trembling with his hand hanging down at his side.

The man's messy robe was mostly open, and his white body was also exposed in many places, in this extremely cold cave with extremely low temperature, the man's body seemed to be under the heat of the fire, the skin was oozing with a hot red, and the sweat that flowed down covered the surface of his body with a layer of crystal light....

The man's eyes were slightly closed, he couldn't suppress his rapid breathing, his thin lips were slightly open, his chin was slightly raised, and the beads of sweat on the tip of his chin flowed down his white neckline into the clothes on his chest.

The man's face was painful and he raised his hand to lift the shirt on his chest....

With a bang, the long knife in Zhou Xiao's hand fell to the ground!

"Who?!"

The loud noise startled the man, who quickly sat up and wrapped his clothes, his back against the wall and tensed his body, he spread his hands, and tried to summon the weapon in the palm of his hand several times but failed.

Under the surging lust, his whole body could not exert a single spiritual power.

"Who?!" The man said again, his voice was extremely hoarse from weakness and emotion, like the air that was spitting out, and although his face was cold, there was not the slightest intimidation in his voice.

Zhou Xiao originally wanted to hide, but when he found that the man in front of him really couldn't see him, he stood there and didn't move, but just turned the long knife on the ground back into the mountain iron sand and put it away.

The air was filled with a charming sweetness, Zhou Xiao felt that his breathing was a little difficult, he looked at the beautiful thing shrunk by the wall in front of him, his mind was suddenly in chaos, and he even forgot for a while what he was here for.

Is this really his master?

The master who was high, majestic, cold, and even ruthless in his mind..... Is that him?

Zhou Xiao followed the man's fair ankles and looked into the man's clothes all the way, the messy white clothes had been soaked with sweat in many places, and everything that was wrapped seemed to be extremely wet.

Zhou Xiao felt bad, and felt that his body was starting to become very bad.

Zhou Xiao retracted his gaze, pinched his waist with one hand, and then lowered his head and exited the cave step by step.

In the end, Zhou Xiao sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, closing his eyes and constantly trying to clear the distractions in his brain.

Everything is completely in line with Fanyu's description, and it can be confirmed that it is Luo Wenmio, but that unfamiliar face makes Zhou Xiao unable to contact Luo Wenmio at all.

What if it wasn't for Mio Lo Wen?

Zhou Xiao thought to himself, such an excellent place to suppress lust, there will be other Qinghu here to resist lust, but ..... But it doesn't seem to be that coincidental, there is still a riding beast from the old ancient clan lying down, and the clues before and after are speculated that the person in the cave will only be Luo Wenmio.

After a while, Zhou Xiao walked lightly towards the cave again, this time he was bold and approached the man to observe.

The man leaned against the wall, hanging his head and panting, sweat dripping down his chin and the tip of his nose, and his legs gently rubbing the ground, as if trying to relieve his body.

In fact, Zhou Xiao looked at Luo Wenmio like this, but he was much more courageous than he usually faced Luo Wenmio.

This is a completely different face from Luo Wenmio, which will not make Zhou Xiao have instinctive awe, even if he knows that this is Luo Wenmio, Zhou Xiao can't look at the person in front of him with the usual mentality towards Luo Wenmio.

Zhou Xiao looked at Luo Wenmio, who had revealed his true body, from head to foot, looking at Luo Wenmio's painful appearance, and his heart was also very uncomfortable.

Zhou Xiao didn't dare to speak out, he was afraid that Luo Wenmio would find out about his existence, and he was even more afraid that Luo Wenmio would hear his voice. The love is in full view of his adopted son..... Zhou Xiao thought to himself, he was probably going to be killed.

The strong emotion could not keep Luo Wenmio's consciousness awake for a long time, Luo Wenmio quickly let down his vigilance again, and even his brain was blank, he lay on the ground again, and his body was attached to the cold ground in the largest area, trying to cool down his body in this way, and finally Luo Wenmio directly ripped off the clothes on his body.

Zhou Xiao exited the cave again in despair, and walked left and right like a headless fly at the mouth of the cave, and finally he took off his shirt and hugged a cold stone at the entrance of the cave, in order to extinguish the evil fire in his body....

The strong sense of guilt made Zhou Xiao want to stab himself to death!

That's none other than him, he's his master! It's his father!

Brute!

Zhou Xiao slapped himself hard.

Zhou Xiao is eighteen years old this year, and his comprehensive understanding of sex comes from the little yellow films that Bai Qi showed him, which are all clouds and rain between men and women, although Zhou Xiao will light a fire after watching it, but it has never reached the point of unbearable lust.

Zhou Xiao has followed Luo Wenmio for several years, and he has been constantly catering to Luo Wenmio's standards in his actions, so his temperament has been somewhat influenced by Luo Wenmio, and he has always been interested in love, which is why he has lived for eighteen years and is still a virgin.

Zhou Xiao regretted not bringing the Yuan Xinyu over, if he had the Yuan Xinyu on his body at this time, he would definitely not be uncomfortable like this.

Zhou Xiao didn't enter the cave again, and sat directly at the entrance of the cave to guard.

In this case, this is the only thing he can do for Lo Wen Mio.

However, gradually, I don't know if Zhou Xiao's senses are too sharp, or the movement in the cave is too big, Zhou Xiao feels that he can hear the wheezing sound coming from the cave, light and heavy, rapid and slow...

Zhou Xiao had the urge to take off his pants to dissipate heat.

In the evening, Zhou Xiao flew to the distant waterhole and came back with some spring water in a small leather pot he carried with him.

It was getting late, and the light in the cave was even darker, so Zhou Xiao entered the cave with a kettle and came to Luo Wenmio's side.

At this moment, even if Luo Wenmio is not wearing a coat, Zhou Xiao can only see the general outline of his body, and his vision has been shocked a few times during the day, and Zhou Xiao can already stabilize his mind at this moment.

Zhou Xiao hesitated how to feed Luo Wenmio, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to help Luo Wenmio up.

"Who?"

Luo Wenmio's voice was hoarse and weak, so weak that it made Zhou Xiao feel distressed.

Luo Wenmio panicked, but her body didn't have the slightest strength to resist like water, but this also facilitated Zhou Xiao's operation.