Immediately lay into her arms, put his big hand on her waist, and a faint fragrance came to her nose.

Nangong Jing was shocked, looking at her closed red lips, as if she had seen the most delicious food.

I subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and I really wanted to eat her......

No, absolutely not......

Suddenly, there was a feeling that I couldn't live because I was in my own arms, and I couldn't eat it when I leaned on it, so it was better not to rely on it.

Now it's okay, I'm on fire everywhere, and I especially want to soak in ice water......

Nangong Jing's dark eyes were full of strange colors, and after taking several deep breaths, he still felt hot, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

He was afraid that he might burn to death, so he wanted to take a cold shower, but he had finally come to this point, and if he woke her up later, would he still have good fruit to eat?

Again, he was sure that he would not have a future, the sweat on his forehead was pouring out, and two more villains began to fight in his head.

The villain said: "Kiss her, take her for yourself, her parents support you, what are you afraid of?" ”。

The other villain said, "If you dare, people believe in you and agree to sleep next to you, and if you do the same as before, you will die.

All the efforts are in vain, and I can't get her heart in this life......"

Thinking about it, the effect was very good, and the fire was quickly extinguished, just when he had just calmed down......

Because the air conditioner was too low and the quilt was too thin, Jian Junxi felt very cold in his sleep, and suddenly saw a huge stove.

In the dream, she reached out and hugged the stove tightly, almost half of her body lying on her stomach, and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.

Like a kitten, rubbing his warm face with his cold face.

Nangong Jing was completely defeated, wanting to cry without tears, and wanting to sing without words......

This is her own initiative to lie up, should be able to hug it!

No, she's just afraid of the cold, she can't touch it, she definitely can't touch it.

A pair of hands froze in the air, wanting to hug but not daring to hug, letting her lie on her body like this, for fear that she would miss the gun.

Swallowing saliva and constantly moistening his throat, he stretched out his hand to the bedside table to get the remote control of the air conditioner, but it was still five centimeters short, and he couldn't reach it

As the saying goes, harming others will eventually harm oneself, and it is said that it is now, Nangong Jing can be said to have a deep understanding......

If you can't reach the remote control, you can't turn off the air conditioner, you can't turn off the air conditioner, Jian Junxi is lying on him like an octopus

Push it away, reluctantly, don't push it, I feel congested all over my body.

Finally, as soon as his eyes were closed, his mouth began to recite in pieces: "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, Contemplation of the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when you walk deep Prajnaparamita......

Jian Junxi had a dream, she seemed to have gone to a temple, and a monk sat in front of the Buddha, and he had been chanting sutras.

She tried to go inside and take a look, but found that she couldn't step through the temple door and cut it.

She felt very sad, was it because her hands were covered with blood, so she was destined to not be able to enter this sacred place?

She wanted to leave the place, but found that she was still circling around the temple no matter how she walked.

The most hateful thing is that the monk still keeps chanting......

Again...... Twice...... Three times......

Nangong Jing just felt better, his breath slowly calmed down, and his hot heart became calmer and calmer......

"Shut up!" Jian Junxi's voice was angry.

Nangong Jing was stunned by her roar, thinking that she was awake, she glanced at her cautiously, and saw that she was not moving, so she exhaled heavily.

(End of chapter)