The wind at night is always very cold, the kind of cold that pierces the bone marrow, the red of the palace gate under the moonlight has turned into a clear color, and there are weeds next to it, and there are sprouts, such a strong growth, doesn't it make the weeding people tired to death?

Nangong tilt suddenly appeared, Qin Uneasy's heart was even more blocked, the inky hair was mixed with the night, and it touched his water chestnut face softly, like a clearly carved face with a knife, a little crimson, Qin Uneasy was carrying wine in one hand, and patting his face with the other, thinking, this face is so beautiful.

"Haha!"

Nangong tilt's face is good-looking......

Nangong poured a sip of the wine from Qin Anying's hand, looked up to the sky and chuckled, that face was a little cynical, Qin Anxing smiled and pinched that face, nodding cautiously, this is my face.

Nangong Tian and Qin were restless in the moonlight, neither of them spoke, but they were just drinking.

Qin was uneasy, but that face was cold and had no enthusiasm at all, so he teased Nangong Tian and said, "With your face, I don't know how many peach blossoms will grow." Saying that, Qin Uneasy took a sip of wine, and his face turned even redder.

Still with that cynical face, Nangong didn't speak, and swallowed another sip of wine.

Slowly, they were both drunk, and Qin was uneasy to fall on Nangong's leaning legs, looking at the stars in the sky, and closed his eyes vaguely.

Nangong leaned his head into his body, and suddenly his head fell into the ice cellar in a daze, and in the dream he staggered in the door alone, and his heart unconsciously tightened when his eyes touched the slender figure that was already slightly curled up on the couch.

That face was even a little more determined than when he was awake, holding a black chess piece in his hand, and looking cute like an elf when he was asleep.

One hand gently rubbed her lips, soft as a piece of gummies, but I didn't know if it was sweet or not, thinking about it and laughing.

Her forehead was a little hot, Nangong leaned in front of her and slowly helped her up, ripped open her collar, revealing her towering collarbone, and pressed her forehead on it, suddenly, his whole person seemed to be cold and the corners of his lips were covered with a layer of ice, Nangong leaned in breath, he didn't feel cold.

This feeling is like falling into the abyss and falling into a frozen lake, there are some beads of sweat on Nangong Tianjun's face, he suddenly raised his hand to pick up his disgusted head, close to her face, he shivered from the cold, and hugged his disgusted neck.

With his eyes closed, there was a faint fragrance in his nose, inducing him to move his lips to that side, but the cool air filled his mouth, and there was nothing that was not cold.

It was never so cold, he was cold all over his body, Nangong was struggling, his body was itchy, and he didn't know if it was true or not, he relied on his unique strength to press her under him.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, which reflected herself, and she said, "Let's go to hell!"

Nangong tilted his fingertips into his palm, and suddenly got up, panting constantly, he never had fear, and he was awake in an instant, sitting on the ground, because of the sunshine entering, his eyes were tingling.

After a little adaptation for a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his heart suddenly relaxed a little, Qin Uneasiness next to him had already hooked his legs, Nangong leaned his legs, kicked him away, shook his head messily, and twisted his eyebrows into a circle.

"Let's go to hell... Hell. ”

This dream is really a bit dark, what kind of epilepsy is he had......

No wonder it was so cold in the dream, it turned out that he slept outside all night, so he was so embarrassed.