It was night, and the moon, which was shining with a hint of light, could not withstand the biting cold wind, and hid in the layers of clouds, seeking a trace of warmth.

Even the thick clouds covered with clouds could not stop the white jade plate that exuded brilliance, adding a touch of mystery to it.

At night, the snow that has not stopped all day is still fluttering, and the trees and pavilions in the small courtyard are dressed in thick snowcoats, and the small courtyard full of snowflakes has become a playground for the cold wind.

The north wind is arrogant, constantly blowing on the window, "crunch ~ crunch ~" The sound is endless, but the desperation of the window breaks the heart of the north wind eagerly cutting in, and the north wind blows the snow on the ground sadly and angrily, venting the resentment in his heart.

The injured body was tired and weak, but the spirit was unprecedentedly excited, Zhao Jing tossed and turned in bed, and it was difficult to sleep.

The so-called baptism ceremony of the Holy Maiden of the cult was full of blood, horror, and mystery, and Zhao Jing was worried all day long, angry, annoyed, and sad.

She never thought that such a terrifying thing would happen under the Great Song Dynasty in the peaceful and prosperous era.

All kinds of emotions, all kinds of pictures, kept appearing, constantly impacting her mind.

"Hmm~ This is delicious~"

"Xiao Gongzi, you deserve to be the 'little master of China', you are amazing! Hee-hee~"

And Cheng Wan, who was sleeping on the side, estimated that she dreamed of delicious food in her sleep, even if she was asleep, she kept smashing her mouth and smiling stupidly.

"This snack...... ......"

As soon as Zhao Jing spoke, she couldn't help but pause, she laughed dumbly, and her irritable heart couldn't help but calm down.

"Snack goods, like a child."

Zhao Jing re-covered the quilt that she kicked away for Cheng Wan, and combed her messy hair.

'Snack goods' is Xiao He's name for Cheng Wan, and he is used to it unconsciously.

"Xiao He, this bastard, will mess with nicknames and give girls such ......"

"Puff~ It's quite appropriate."

Zhao Jing looked at it, the doors and windows that kept beating and made a "creaking" sound, listening to the howling of the north wind outside the house, couldn't help but shiver, and shrank to the side of Cheng Wan, who was still talking.

Before going to bed, I also glanced at the door, the homemade warning area, well, everything looked perfect.

As soon as someone opens the door, it will "ping-pong".

Yes, this is what was used to guard against Xiao He before, and then after many improvements, it was rearranged behind the door, well, it was still used to guard against him.

The heart of guarding against people is indispensable, although Xiao He is decent these days, she will not believe the notorious Xiao Xuan, she is really a gentleman who is not messy.

Zhao Jing hugged Cheng Wan, the fullness in her heart, those sorrows slowly dissipated, and she gradually sank into sleep.

"Huh? It's ......"

In the dream, a graceful and beautiful saintess appeared, and she slowly shed her beautiful skin, revealing a terrible skeleton that shone with a cold white light inside......

After a while, the women who had been sacrificed again, with withered faces, screaming and turning into resentful spirits, waving sharp claws, pulling a hideous smile, shouting 'Give me back my life', and constantly approaching her......

After a while, it turned into Xiao He's immature face, with a disgusting smile, and he took off his clothes while saying obscene words that made people blush......

“……”

'Ah~ Don't, don't ......'

'How can this be, it's not us, it's those cults, you go to them......

'Xiao He, you bastard, big pervert, if you dare to humiliate me again, I will castrate you......

“……”

All kinds of messy and complicated thoughts entangled Zhao Jing, making it difficult for her to deal with it, so she could only sink in the middle.

In a drowsy state, as if she was asleep and woke up, Zhao Jing, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly felt her hairs stand on end, and her heart panicked, as if a pair of eyes were staring at her tightly in the dark.

Zhao Jing broke free from the sinking, she was so scared that she remembered, but she couldn't move, as if she was bound by someone's hands and feet, and like she was pressed by a ghost, and she couldn't get up.

"Huh~Huhu~"

Gradually, Zhao Jing felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the air became as heavy as lead, thinner and thinner, and it was difficult to breathe.

'No...... I can't give up, absolutely not! ’

"Xiao Wan...... Xiaowan, she'll be fine, right? No, I ...... I'm going to get up! ”

Zhao Jing's worry about Cheng Wan in her heart outweighed all the panic, and the power of the desolation in her body burst out, and she struggled hard.

'I can do it, I am not afraid...... Xiao He is a bastard, a bastard......

Zhao Jing kept cheering herself up, cursing Xiao He to distract herself, and finally, she got rid of the situation of the ghost pressing the bed.

Zhao Jing sat up, not caring about the situation, Cheng Wan was the most important, she reached out and touched her side.

In the dark, she felt a soft clump of hair, which belonged to Cheng Wan.

Cheng Wan seemed to feel the warmth of Zhao Jing's palm, like a kitten, affectionately, rubbing her hand.

Without heart or lungs, she knew that Cheng Wan, who was sleeping, couldn't feel Zhao Jing's nervousness and fear at all, and after intimacy, she muttered inaudible dream words, turned around and fell asleep again.

'Whew~ Great, great...... Xiaowan is still there, she's fine! ’

After Zhao Jing confirmed Cheng Wan's safety, she wiped the sweat on her forehead and pushed Cheng Wan, who was sleeping like a pig, into the bed.

Zhao Jing pressed her chest and took a deep breath, then she forcibly endured her fear, turned her neck stiffly, and looked in the direction that made her heart palpitate.

The open window, the two windows crumbling in the north wind, the cheerful north wind with fine snowflakes, frantically poured into the house, and the cold was even worse.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the house, with its back to the window, and the wind and snow that frantically poured in were blocked by the black shadow and split.

The snow is flowing and the fireflies are flowing, Zhao Jing can see the true face of the black shadow under the wind and snow.

It was Xiao He, his immature face was tense, his arms were folded on his chest, standing quietly in front of the window, with his back to the cold wind, staring at them thoughtfully.

"Sure enough, it's your ......"

"Xiao He, you bastard....."

This made Zhao Jing angry, and shouted in a low voice through gritted teeth.

Not long ago, I teased her like this, made my own decisions, and almost ruined my reputation, and now I dare to break into their boudoir again.

Xiao He's thief is really getting more and more rampant.

Zhao Jing glanced at the warning device she had set up, then at the open window, and looked at Xiao He viciously.

Hateful! It's useless!

How could this bastard know that I had a cordon at the door, climb the window in, climb the window......

'Ah~, I can't stand it, three or four times, hateful, hateful, this big pervert! ’

Zhao Jing got up angrily, rushed to Xiao He, took advantage of his unpreparedness, grabbed his arm, opened his mouth and bit it.

"Huh?" Xiao He seemed to be fascinated by what he saw, until he was awakened by Zhao Jing's suppressed angry voice.

"Ah~ What are you doing, don't ...... Don't, ah~"

"Loosen up, you dog, it hurts..... Hurt..... It hurts ......."

"If you don't let go, I'll ...... I...... Don't blame me for doing it......"

Xiao He raised one hand and compared it to Zhao Jing's mantis, but finally put it down helplessly.

endured the pain of drilling his heart, and shrunk the hand that was bitten, but he was tightly restrained by Zhao Jing and couldn't move.

Xiao He was suddenly attacked, and was bitten by Zhao Jing, so painful that his face was deformed, and he didn't dare to break open Zhao Jing's mouth, and he didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only open his mouth in pain, his expression was hideous, and his whole head shook like a rattle, in order to relieve the pain.

Zhao Jing smiled with a smile in her eyebrows, clenched her snow-white teeth, and continued to exert force, the tooth marks became deeper and deeper, and even turned red.

Looking at Xiao He's painful appearance, he was relieved.

"Auntie, I beg you, let it go...... Open your Chrysostom, it hurts...... It really hurts......"

Xiao He can't stand it, it's not good to be hard, then he can only be soft, as the so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, it is not unacceptable to be soft.

"Auntie...... Heroine ...... I...... What the hell did you do wrong......"

"You told me...... I...... I swear never next time, really...... It hurts, it hurts......"

"You...... Even if you let me die, you should let me die......"

Where would Zhao Jing pay attention to him, the resentment in her heart had not been completely vented, so she would not let him go so easily.

After a long time, Xiao He's body trembled, her eyes rolled, and she had given up treatment before she was satisfied and let go.

Xiao He bared his teeth, gasped for air, kept rubbing his arms, and hurriedly stayed away from Zhao Jing, the tigress.

She grinned at Xiao He with a smug face, revealing her little tiger teeth, and Xiao He's wound hurt even more.

"You ......"

Xiao He was just about to speak, but Zhao Jing threw an eye dart over, and Xiao He quickly closed his mouth.

'Teachable ......'

Zhao Jing stretched out her slender fingers with satisfaction, pointed out the window, and signaled him to go out and say something.

Xiao He didn't say a word, Lisuo climbed out of the window, and then smiled at Zhao Jing flatteringly, and intimately closed the window to prevent the wind and snow from entering.

Looking at Xiao He's series of unobtrusive actions, Zhao Jing was both angry and funny.

Xiao He, the bastard, came here at this time, he was not in a hurry and in a daze, it is estimated that there is something to discuss, Zhao Jing thought about it, and glanced at it, Cheng Wan, who was shrunk into a ball by the north wind, was about to raise her feet and walk towards the door.

Suddenly, she paused, stomped her foot, bit her red lip, followed Xiao He's movements, and neatly pushed open the window and went out.