Looking at Song Yizhi, who was wrapped in a cloak and wrapped in a blanket, the worry in Shen Zheng's eyes became heavier and heavier.

Why is the little princess so cold?

Song Yizhi struggled to get used to the cold, and then when he looked up, he saw two pairs of worried eyes.

Looking at the thick worry on Feng Changchang and Shen Zheng's faces, Song Yizhi sighed, "I'm really fine." ”

I am an ice spirit root anyway, but this power is too cold and cold, and I am not very comfortable with this too cold power for a while, so it would be good to take some time to ease up.

"But ......" Shen Zheng looked at Song Yizhi's sickly pale little face, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"I'm an ice spirit root, just give me a little time to get used to it." Song Yizhi said gently.

Although Shen Zheng and Feng Changchang were worried, they couldn't do anything about it, as long as they looked at Song Yizhi.

"Knock knock."

Shen Zheng got up and went to open the door.

After a while, a long figure appeared in the room.

Song Yizhi lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at them, and then shrunk himself into a ball with his eyelids.

Rong Yueyuan's figure flashed and came directly to the soft couch, looked at Song Yizhi, who was about to shrink into a ball, bent down and stretched out his hand, and the warm palm fell on her forehead.

The coolness from the palm of his hand made Rong Yueyuan frown slightly.

Feng Changchang and Shen Zheng went out with a lot of vision.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand to build an enchantment.

"What's wrong?" Rong Yueyuan asked as he bent down and sat down, and then landed his warm palm on Song Yizhi's face.

Not only is his forehead shiny, but even his cheeks are cold, like a cold wind blowing for a while.

Song Yizhi gently rubbed Rong Yueyuan's palm with her cheek, and the overly warm temperature made her a little attached.

"Five Elders." Song Yizhi shook off the blanket and took off the cloak, then got up and hugged Rong Yueyuan.

When Song Yizhi pounced, Rong Yueyuan only felt as if he was holding a piece of ice, and through several layers of clothes, he still noticed that Song Yizhi was too hot from ordinary people.

"I don't know." Song Yizhi hugged Rong Yueyuan and absorbed Rong Yueyuan's body temperature.

Rong Yueyuan put her arms around Song Yizhi's waist, picked her up a little, and then let her sit on her side.

Afterwards, Rong Yueyuan pulled Song Yizhi's wrist and checked her physical condition.

The body is as usual and there are no problems.

But if it is so cold without spiritual power to protect the body, it doesn't make sense.

The coldness of the branches seemed to emanate from the inside out.

But there really wasn't any problem in her.

Song Yizhi raised his hand, and his ice-like hand landed on Rong Yueyuan's neck.

Rong Yueyuan was frozen to a spirit, but he didn't dodge, thinking of Song Yizhi's special situation, he asked, "I use spiritual power to help you warm your body?" ”

"I don't think it works." Song Yizhi said.

Listening to Song Yizhi's ordinary voice, Rong Yueyuan was really helpless for a while.

I can't find a problem, and the person looks fine, but the body temperature is very low, as low as ice.

"It stands to reason that you are an ice spirit root, and it is normal for your body temperature to be low, but is this too low?" Rong Yueyuan's warm voice sounded.

"That's right." As he spoke, Song Yizhi landed his unwarm hand on Rong Yueyuan's face.

The slender hand covered half of Rong Yueyuan's face.

The skin under the palm of his hand was delicate, and Song Yizhi rubbed it with his hand, which was quite oily.

"Twigs." Rong Yueyuan's helpless voice sounded, and he gently grabbed Song Yizhi's hand and pulled it away.

Song Yizhi snorted twice, "Can't you?" ”

"Yes." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice brought some helplessness.

Now it's justifiable, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just that I'm a little embarrassed.

"Go to bed, go to bed, I'm going to sleep with you in my arms!" Song Yizhi opened his mouth confidently.

Rong Yueyuan answered, and then picked up the person and walked to the bed.

When Rong Yueyuan took off his robe and sat on the edge of the bed, Song Yizhi pounced on Rong Yueyuan's back with a hungry tiger.

The warm temperature kept coming through the clothes, and Song Yizhi felt that he was alive.

Rong Yueyuan laughed helplessly, then pulled Song Yizhi's hand away, turned around and hugged her in his arms and lay down.

After a while, Rong Yueyuan found that the little girl's whole body was entangled in herself.

Absorbing Rong Yueyuan's body temperature, Song Yizhi felt that the breath he exhaled was not so cold.

Rong Yueyuan bent his arm around Song Yizhi, and then honestly used it as a pillow.

"Speaking of which, Fifth Elder, why are you here?" Song Yizhi asked.

Rong Yueyuan opened his mouth and said, "According to the information I have, there are several families in Liangzhou who collude with demon cultivators, and I will deal with it." ”

Song Yizhi responded.

Rong Yueyuan was afraid that Song Yizhi would be too distracted, so he opened his mouth and added, "But don't worry, I'll go back when your body temperature returns to normal." ”

The corners of Song Yizhi's mouth curved, and a smiling voice sounded, "Are you afraid that I will be angry?" ”

"Hmm." Rong Yueyuan responded, "After becoming a Taoist couple, I spent most of my time dealing with those people, and the time I can give you is really very little, I'm sorry." ”

At this point, I really didn't do well.

"You didn't do anything wrong, why apologize?" Song Yizhi patted the man's back, "Who doesn't have a busy time, besides, we are monks, and it takes decades or even hundreds of years to retreat, how can you say this?" ”

"I won't!" Rong Yueyuan spoke, "I have never closed the pass. ”

Song Yizhi choked up.

Forget that this person is not in the ranks of geniuses, he belongs to the outrageous ranks.

"I'm just giving you an example." Song Yizhi shook his head, "I want to tell you that I'm not so unreasonable, although sometimes I do use strong words." ”

Rong Yueyuan was a little itchy by this hairy head, and he raised his head slightly to dodge it.

Listening to the little girl's voice gradually becoming a little weak, Rong Yueyuan's laughter overflowed from her throat, a little low.

"It's okay, I'll let you do it then." Rong Yueyuan said.

Song Yizhi narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

The warm temperature made Song Yizhi a little drowsy, she took a nap, and suddenly thought of something after waking up.

"Rong Yueyuan, do you have any temper?" Song Yizhi asked.

Rong Yueyuan thought for a moment, "What kind of temper are you referring to?" ”

"You're always so gentle and detached, and it's the same when it comes to things, gentle and unhurried, and I've rarely seen your mood go up and down." Song Yizhi said.

"Maybe it's because I've been through a lot, so it's hard to have anything stir up my mood." Rong Yueyuan replied softly.

Song Yizhi pressed his face against Rong Yueyuan's chest, listening to his smooth and powerful heartbeat.

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and touched Song Yizhi's head, and said softly, "But my mood has been up and down recently, I was very nervous when I confessed my heart to you, I was very happy to get your response, and I was ecstatic when I got the contract." ”

Song Yizhi suddenly thought of a sentence.

Rejoice in you, worry about your worries.

And he really did.

"Although I may not show it on my face, my heart is not as calm as my face." Rong Yueyuan said again.

It's not a shame to be honest with your lover.

Song Yizhi hugged Rong Yueyuan tightly and said, "I can see that in fact, what you are hiding is not good at all." ”

Rong Yueyuan laughed, he didn't say anything, just touched Song Yizhi's head.

(End of chapter)