Chu Tingjun felt a softness in his arms, Xuanhu's warm delicate body had fallen into the crook of his arm, the cloud-like hair was scattered on his chest, and a mysterious and seductive fragrance wafted all over Chu Tingjun's nose.

Xuanhu looked up at Chu Tingjun, her eyes were full of shyness and helplessness, and she said in an angry tone: "What are you holding me for? I don't need you to hurt me ruthlessly, and then pretend to please me." ”

She pushed Chu Tingjun's chest with her hand, trying to prop herself up and leave Chu Tingjun's arms, but she seemed to have lost the strength of her injuries, and as soon as her body was halfway up, she fell back heavily, and a mouthful of blue blood sprayed on Chu Tingjun's black clothes, like a midnight rose that suddenly opened.

Chu Tingjun had no choice but to hug her slender waist again, shook his head and said, "It's not that I have to hug you, it's that you are seriously injured and don't have the strength to stand up, don't struggle anymore! I'll show you what the injury looks like." ”

Xuanhu snorted, and said in his mouth, "I don't want you to care." His body leaned softly against Chu Tingjun's arms and didn't move.

Chu Tingjun stretched out his fingers to catch Xuanhu's wrist vein, but after touching Xuanhu's smooth and soft wrist for a long time, he didn't feel the slightest pulse beating.

Xuanhu coughed twice, looked at Chu Tingjun's eyes and whispered, "You hurt me like this, and you are still touching my hands to take advantage of me at this time, are all you men in the world like this?"

Chu Tingjun hurriedly withdrew his hand and said, "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to test your pulse to see how injured it was and if it could heal you." ”

Xuanhu suddenly laughed and said softly: "Well, I believe you are not taking advantage of me, so what did you touch?"

Chu Tingjun was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "I, I don't seem to feel the pulse, maybe it's ......"

Xuanhu shook his head, and said faintly: "There is no way to save it, forget it! I don't blame you, you are actually a good person, we are a demon clan, and we came to this world that does not belong to us, even if we are injured and killed by you humans, there is nothing to complain about." ”

Her voice was tired, delicate and delicate, a few strands of black hair hung down on her snow-white neck, and the lazy and seductive style was enough to stir the hearts of all men in the world.

Chu Tingjun sighed and said, "Don't be discouraged first, I can't feel your pulse, so can I ...... Can you hear the heartbeat in your chest?"

Xuanhu didn't answer, only nodded slightly.

Chu Tingjun bent down and leaned his head on her plump and soft chest, the aroma of temptation on Xuanhu's body instantly became stronger, Chu Tingjun's cheeks were smooth and soft, and he smelled the warm body fragrance in his nose, he hadn't heard Xuanhu's heartbeat, but he heard his own heartbeat first.

Chu Tingjun hurriedly raised his head to restrain his chaotic thoughts, but Xuanhu asked softly, "Have you smelled the fragrance on my body?"

Chu Tingjun nodded and said, "Not only did I smell it, but the fragrance seemed to be getting stronger and stronger." ”

Xuanhu sighed and said, "Our fox demon clan, every time before we die, we will emit this fragrance from our bodies. ”

She weakly stretched out her right hand, put it in front of Chu Tingjun's nose and asked, "You smell it, is it very fragrant, fragrant like plum blossoms after snow in your world." ”

Chu Tingjun nodded silently, the sweet fragrance emanating from Xuanhu was indeed as thick as spring honey, and it was ethereal, and the wind could not disperse.

Xuanhu said softly: "My heart is broken, and it will turn into dust in a blink of an eye, we demons are originally killing each other endlessly, so you don't have to blame yourself, in fact, you can die in the arms of a human man like you, which is worthy of my thousands of years of practice, but this fragrance will last for a long time after I die, just let it accompany you, just like I have always been by your side." ”

Chu Tingjun listened to her soft words, and for a while, all his thoughts and thoughts were confused in the fragrance that made people unable to break free, and he couldn't help but hug Xuanhu's plump and delicate body tightly.

At this time, Tan Yanbei's old and heavy voice in the Zhentian Light Ball slowly came over.

"Famous flowers love each other, and the king looks like a smile. Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, and the agarwood pavilion leans on the railing in the north. ”

This charming but not obscene verse was read out by Tan Yanbei in a desolate and empty voice, just like a wonderful sound like a clear spring sounding in Chu Tingjun's ears.

Chu Tingjun shuddered, his scattered mind began to calm down, he lowered his head, looked at the angry Xuanhu in his arms, and suddenly found that there was a hint of surprise and cunning in her pitiful eyes.