Jill's eyes darkened, and she didn't speak again.

At this point, she was also heartbroken.

Looking at the overly quiet girl in her arms, Chu Qi sighed, didn't speak, carried her out of the house, and plunged into the night.

There was wind and snow outside, and the cold snowflakes fell on Chu Qi's body, and he didn't seem to feel the cold.

His eyebrows and eyes are cold and deep, and he looks ahead, giving people a sense of infinite loneliness.

Jill leaned into the crook of his arm, watching him quietly.

I really wanted to reach out for him to brush the snowflakes on his eyebrows, but she was powerless, and she was pointed at this time and couldn't move.

Seeing that he was dressed thinly, but wrapped himself tightly in the air, Jill's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly felt very distressed.

She knew that Chu Qi's indifference just now was actually just to dispel her mind.

He was still the seventh day of the previous junior high school, and he had never treated her as a good junior high school alone.

"Xiao Qi, are you cold?" She asked suddenly.

Chu Qi glanced down at her, then looked away, "It's not cold." ”

Jill looked at his white lips, and her heart ached even more.

How can it not be cold?

Even if he has deep internal strength, it will still be cold in the middle of the night when the wind and snow are heavy.

However, she did not debunk his lies, she looked at the sky with her eyes and muttered, "Xiao Qi, has it been very hard to be outside all these years?" ”

Chu Qi's eyelashes trembled, hugged her arms, and tightened unconsciously, "It's not hard." "Just because I think about her, I always feel that the time is too long.

Arrived at Jiqing Palace.

The seventh day of the year sent Jill back to her dormitory.

After putting her on the couch, he also carefully pulled the quilt over and covered her.

"Ji'er, tomorrow's acupuncture path will be automatically unlocked, and I will wronged you tonight." Chu Qi whispered a word of reassurance, and was just about to retreat, when an arm quickly poked out of the quilt, grabbed him, and rolled into the bed.

Chu Qi looked at the girl on his body in horror, "Your acupoint ......"

"Your martial arts are taught by my father, and so are my martial arts, although my martial arts are not as deep as yours, my martial arts are not bad." As Jill spoke, she coughed, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Although she broke through the acupuncture hole, at the same time, she also suffered internal injuries.

Her skills are not as deep as the seventh day of the first month, and she forcibly broke through the acupuncture points and injured her internal organs.

Chu Qi looked at her distressedly, "Why are you suffering?" ”

"It's all worth it for you." Jill looked at him deeply, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and leaned down to him.

The smell of blood rushed into the nasal cavity, and the throat of the seventh year rolled down, and the fingers clutched on the quilt turned white inch by inch.

When the heavens and men were fighting, Jill had already kissed him on the lips.

Unlike the gentle touch during the expedition to the southern general's mansion, Jill deepened the kiss.

Her movements were green and unorganized, but she kissed Chu Qi's blood surging.

The cold body is gradually replaced by manic heat.

It wasn't until her soft hand came up that his lost reason finally retracted.

He grabbed her by the waist and firmly pushed her away.

Jill looked at him a little blankly.

At that moment just now, she clearly felt that he was already emotional, why could he still push her away so soberly?

Sure enough, the words are all lies.

Chu Qi had his long hair scattered and got off the bed in embarrassment.

Only he knew that at that moment, he almost lost control.

But at the same time, it also made him even more ashamed and ashamed.

He turned out to be ...... to Jill

His eyes darkened.

Looking at his resolute back, Jill was hoarse and shouted helplessly, "Little Seven ......."

Chu Qi didn't look back, and suddenly picked up the fruit knife from the table, the cold blade reflected his resolute and cold eyebrows.