Chapter 173: Sleeping Jiaoyan
When the body sinks to a certain point, new problems arise.
The inability to move due to the frost poison made it impossible for this body to sit steadily. However, around the hot springs, there are smooth stone walls, and there is no place to lean on, so if you put this body down directly, you will drown.
Didn't poison it, and now it's going to be drowned?
The face of the flower resin mist can already touch the water, but fortunately, the nose and mouth are still exposed, and the arm supporting the body does not continue to sink, thinking about it, not only her, Qi Yan also thought of this problem, so the hand holding her body has not let go.
This......
What to do?
"Poof!"
A splash of water splashed on his face, and after thinking about it, he knew that it was Qi Yan who jumped in.
However, he didn't untie his clothes, he just jumped in neatly, although he couldn't see it, but the jade pendant on his belt happened to touch the back of her hand, cool.
Soon, her limp body had a new support.
The mist was seated, his head resting on the shoulder of the person on his right, and the droplets of water hanging from his face were carefully wiped away by a large hand, which then took his own hand.
Hold together.
Fortunately, this body can't be controlled, otherwise, her face would probably be red and dripping blood.
At this moment, Qi Yan put one of her arms in his arms, and while he was afraid that she would fall, he could probe her pulse at any time.
Under the moonlight, in the hot spring with misty smoke, a naked fair woman leaned on the side of the man, the white light illuminated the water, and the clear and transparent hot spring ripples spread out in a circle, and the snow-white figure became graceful.
Qi Yan swallowed his saliva, and his other hand was lifted out of the water, raised into a fan-like fan, and his blushing face couldn't go down, I don't know if it was hot or what.
It's just that the heart is beating as fast as ever.
The fan was fruitless.
He sighed, was silent for a moment, and quietly stared at the flower butter mist, and his voice was slow: "I really owe you in my last life." With that, he untied his robe with one hand and wrapped it around her.
It's good not to be able to see.
Qi Yan covered her clothes, but unfortunately the water rippled, and after a while, it was torn open, covered again, ripped open, and continued to cover......
Again and again, I was distraught.
He simply stopped shying away from his gaze, letting his eyes fall on every inch of her skin, greedily absorbing the pleasing scenery.
Qi Yan licked his dry lips and wanted her on the spot.
However, there was a different feeling in his heart that told him that he couldn't do this.
The Qi family and the Dugu family have long had a marriage contract, and the reasons cannot be generalized, in short, he can play with any woman at will, but he can't marry them, and he can't give a name.
If you are someone else, you and I are willing, and it's nothing.
But the resin mist was reluctant.
What if you touch her?
The most important thing is that Qi Yan doesn't want her to be hurt in any way.
Even if the injury comes from himself.
In the end, the struggling gaze was fixed on her delicate face—a sleeping face, resting on his shoulder like a baby, and under the infiltration of the moonlight, it looked extremely bright and simple. Infinite green silk floats on the water, like a lotus flower of a snow-capped mountain, quietly blooming in the valley.
He just stared, did nothing, said nothing.
At this moment, there was a pleasant feeling in my heart, as if there were only two people in heaven and earth, and the time was long and quiet.
But he obviously ...... If you are not satisfied, you won't mention it, so why do you feel happy?
It's weird.
Qi Yan looked at her and thought lightly, it was the first time he had felt like this for the first time.