Chapter 169: Delicate and thick, the kiss is deeper

At this time, in the office of the president of Gu's Group, Xi Yuqing had been driven out by Gu Xingjing.

Xi Yuqing stood at the door, holding his mobile phone and contacting someone.

But in the office, Gu Xingjing held Cheng Zhihuan in his arms.

There was a large ice bucket with a lot of ice cubes next to it, and his left hand inserted it into the large bucket of ice water, allowing the cold to flow from his palm to his heart.

He put his right hand around Cheng Zhihuan's waist, his fingertips were frozen red by the ice, and through the thin clothes, he passed the remaining coldness in his palm to her.

Soon, her palms were ironed with her body heat.

He took his left hand out of the ice bucket, his palm was red from the cold, and even a layer of ice mist condensed on the blood-red Buddha bead at the wrist bone.

The biting coldness made the green tendons on the back of his hand more and more obvious, faintly revealing a touch of desire.

Gu Xingjing changed his right hand to his left hand and hugged Cheng Zhihuan's waist again, as if this alone was not enough, he let her lean on his shoulder, and his cold left hand caressed her back.

His body was hot, but there was a little more chill because of his cold hands.

Cheng Zhihuan woke up in such a state.

She struggled to open her eyes, her eyelids were a little heavy, and she seemed to be going to fall asleep in the next second.

But she felt the coolness coming from Gu Xingjing's body, and also saw the ice bucket beside him.

At this time, Gu Xingjing's left hand was inserted again, and his right hand, which was barely cool, caressed her shoulder.

Cheng Zhihuan saw the blood-red Buddha beads floating on Gu Xingjing's wrist bone on top of the ice, and a layer of frost had condensed on it, which was obviously extremely cold.

She was in a trance, "Xingjing, what are you doing?" ”

Gu Xingjing heard Cheng Zhihuan's voice, looked down, and said in a deep voice, "You're awake." ”

The voice trembled with a tremor that he didn't even notice.

Cheng Zhihuan said "um" softly, but his eyes were staring at Gu Xingjing's slightly purple lips.

Lips that have been frozen to a little purple seem to be more suitable for kissing. The thought popped into her head.

The ice bucket next to it was constantly emitting cold air, and the temperature in the office was turned on very low, which was the point that normal people would feel cold when they walked in.

But the two people in the office didn't seem to notice it.

Gu Xingjing even lowered his left hand into the ice bucket a few minutes deeper, allowing the ice cubes to submerge the blood-red Buddha beads, so that the coldness could stay in his hands a little longer.

Xu felt that it was almost enough, and he pulled out his left hand, and the water flew out and sprinkled on his suit pants, smudging the patch into a darker inky color.

His left hand was already red, and the coldness went straight to his heart, but he didn't realize it, and only held Cheng Zhihuan's hot little hand with his big hand.

The blood-red Buddha beads, which had been covered with a thin layer of ice, also crushed Cheng Zhihuan's wrist.

It was obviously a coldness that went straight to his heart, but Cheng Zhihuan didn't seem to notice it, staring directly at Gu Xingjing's lips.

Her purple lips trembled faintly, as if she was seducing her.

"Xingjing?" Cheng Zhihuan tilted his head, feeling incredulous at the information analyzed by his brain.

She actually felt that he was seducing her to kiss him.

No matter how incredible it was, her body seemed to be more honest than her brain, and she had already kissed Gu Xingjing before she could open her mouth to reply to her.

Gu Xingjing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hard finger bones were inserted between her slender fingers, and the ten fingers were clasped tightly, conveying the heat of the palm to her.

Cheng Zhihuan gradually felt a hint of coolness.

She took the initiative to kiss him and invited him.

The longer the kiss, the longer the coldness seems to stay.

After a kiss, Cheng Zhihuan's originally somewhat drowsy brain became a little clearer.

"My body is a little hot." She looked at Gu Xingjing and said, "I fainted again just now?" ”

"Hmm." Gu Xingjing's lip color gradually returned to normal, and the frost covering the blood-red Buddha beads had melted, and the mist dispersed, staining a large area of his suit pants.

At this time, Gu Xingjing looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were messy, and even the meticulous suit pants were mostly wet at this time.

But he himself didn't seem to see this, just stared at Cheng Zhihuan and said, "Your body temperature was very high just now." ”

"Xi Yuqing has come to see it, but he is useless, and he can't cool you down."

"I kicked him out."

Cheng Zhihuan was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but heard Gu Xingjing say, "Xi Yuqing and you have known each other for a long time, right?" ”

She hesitated for a second, then nodded.

"Hmm." Gu Xingjing, who got this answer, didn't continue to ask what the relationship between the two was, but said, "He understands your physical condition, but he still can't let you return to normal." ”

The big hand that clasped her ten fingers tighter.

"Zhihuan, your health is worse."

This is the last thing he wants.

Cheng Zhihuan shook his head, "No." ”

She chuckled softly, "I feel better than before." ”

It seemed that she had an inexhaustible energy, which she hadn't experienced for a long time.

"But it's still a little hot right now."

She muttered, her gaze fell on Gu Xingjing's lips again, and her eyes lit up slightly.

"Kiss again?"

She looked at him expectantly.

Gu Xingjing was stunned, and before he could react, Cheng Zhihuan had already kissed him.

The kiss full of sweetness made Gu Xingjing unable to extricate himself, he seemed to have fallen into an abyss called "Cheng Zhihuan", unable to extricate himself.

But his self-esteem as a man still made him anti-guest and deepened the kiss.

Cheng Zhihuan was happy to enjoy it, did not resist him, only responded to him.

After a kiss, Cheng Zhihuan raised his right hand, touched Gu Xingjing's face, and asked, "Do you feel that your body temperature has dropped a little?" ”

Gu Xingjing furrowed his eyebrows, "It seems to be." ”

He picked up the temperature gun next to him and tested Cheng Zhihuan.

[Your body temperature is 38.1 degrees Celsius.] 】

It's a lot lower than just below.

A dark light flashed in Gu Xingjing's eyes, and without waiting for Cheng Zhihuan to speak, he kissed him again.

After a few times, your body temperature is 36.8 degrees Celsius. 】

"It's back to normal." Cheng Zhihuan's eyes lit up, she didn't expect Gu Xingjing to be so easy to use.

Gu Xingjing's eyes were gloomy, staring at the temperature on the thermometer, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cheng Zhihuan saw that Gu Xingjing's expression was wrong, and he felt a little weak.

Gu Xingjing should have guessed why she came to him, right?

If he asked, how would she explain it?

When she was entangled, Gu Xingjing raised his hand and rubbed Cheng Zhihuan's hair, and said in a low voice: "It's good if you don't have a fever." ”

"Xi Yuqing is outside the door now, and we will take you to Zhang Sheng's hospital for a detailed examination."

He lowered his head and leaned into Cheng Zhihuan's ear, his voice a little hoarse.

"Your body is the most important thing."

Nothing is more important than his little good boy.