Christmas Special: The Man Who Was Robbed (4)
"Okay?" Qing Wei's eyes widened, and she looked very angry with her cheeks.
"-Good for your grandmother!" Her shoulders shook upward, and the chin that was resting on a certain fox was instantly hit, and the lips and teeth that were talking bumped up and down, biting her tongue.
He pursed his lips, and his mouth was full of blood.
Qing Wei was still angry, she thought that Qiqiao was so anxious to call her over, and there were a few children on the way to stop her.
She thought that he drank the fairy smile, afraid that he would be in some danger, who knows-
This dead roast chicken actually stood in front of her unharmed, and dared to smile at her with a wicked face!
It's clearly a treacherous plan!
Damn it!
"Dead roast chicken," Qing Wei suddenly raised her head and stared fiercely at his golden eyes, she held the fox claw, and said with a serious matter: "Do you know that my left fist is as hot as a flame, and my right fist is as cold as frost!" ”
The phoenix dove looked down, and the smile on her face deepened.
He stretched out his white jade palm, held her little hand that was frozen red from ice and snow tightly in his palm, and said gently: "In this way, isn't it just as warm?"
If Wei'er is willing to stay in the Xiantong Forest honestly, give this Xianjun a chance, and let this Xianjun be. That's it......
How about warming up? ”
As he spoke, he blushed a little inadvertently, but he was afraid of being recognized, so he held Qing Wei's hands tighter in a domineering and arrogant manner.
It seemed that with the slightest relaxation, she would sneak out of his palm.
Like a slippery loach, you can't get it back.
Qing Wei was dumbfounded, the whole person was completely stunned, she watched Feng Jiu say love words that she learned from somewhere, but she just wanted to express in her heart:
The left hand is as hot as a flame, and the right hand is as cold as frost, and I want to hit someone!
But why did she just want to beat him so much, so much so that she suddenly disappeared without a trace?
She raised her head and looked at him tightly,
A familiar red twilight robe was draped on the outside, wrapped in a velvet coat over the collar of the straight single shirt, and a pair of dark soft boots on his feet, which looked warm and a little heroic.
Today, he erected three thousand ink filaments high, and on his head was a high-topped red crown, interspersed with a blue Jin jade in the center.
These garments fall on others, whether they are ordinary or gorgeous, but when they are on him, they are struck by grace.
The phoenix dove handed her the red-looking[1] Zi Nai in her arms. This Zi Nai was originally cold, but it was in his arms for a long time, contaminated with his temperature. At the moment of touch, it is not cool to the hand.
"Give, me?" Qing Wei was a little puzzled.
A certain Feng nodded, "Hmm." ”
Qing Wei: "Thank you. ”
A certain phoenix blushed: "...... Well. ”
Instead, he took off his red twilight robe, a little nervous, and draped it on Qing Wei's shoulders without permission, and asked, "Is it warm?" ”
Qing Wei wiped the warm cotton under the brocade of the robe, in such a sudden cold winter, it was not only warm but also very comfortable.
She also lowered her head unconsciously, and whispered like a mosquito, "Warm." ”
- This 'robe' is really warm.
Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows and smiled, hugged Qing Wei in front of her tighter, and put her cheek on her ear: "There are four more words that will make you warmer." ”
He breathed in her ear, warm, with the coldness of the wind and snow. The whole bone is also trembling.