Feng Aojun was a little relieved, as long as she didn't pick any dragon fruit, she was willing to try other methods. Go around the jungle again, and she will directly become a naked woman.

"Then what else can be done to clear the cold?" The man trembled violently, and Feng Aojun asked with a serious face.

After all, people have saved their lives and given a big gift, so they don't want others to die.

The man gasped sharply, the white cold air came out of his mouth, it was so frightening, and he said in a low voice: "So far, there is only one last way, but I think you are definitely not willing to cooperate." ”

"Definitely cooperate." Feng Aojun was very anxious.

The man's handsome face showed a trace of embarrassment, but it made his handsome face have a melancholy beauty, which was breathtaking, and he slowly spoke: "The most primitive human body warms each other......"

Feng Aojun was slightly stunned, she really didn't expect such a bloody therapy.

The so-called mutual warmth of the human body means that men and women take off and hug each other naked, and use their own warmth to expel the chill in each other's bodies. Many movies and novels have this kind of primitive rescue scene.

Generally, in the end, the female protagonist whose body is seen will marry the male protagonist who has come back from the dead.

Feng Aojun narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the man deeply, and said, "Are you kidding me?" ”

A faint sneer rose at the corner of the man's mouth, and suddenly, he frowned in pain, and his stomach twitched, as if a mouthful of blood had been suppressed by him with difficulty.

He said weakly, "Since you don't want to, you can go." ”

Feng Aojun bit his lip slightly, the man's words did not rule out the element of agitation, but his face was indeed very pale, and his body was still trembling.

At first, it was obvious that she saved him by herself, but at this moment, it was as if she owed him a debt, if she didn't save him, she would be ungrateful.

"Lie to me, and you'll die." Feng Aojun's domineering spirit is exposed.

"What do you have to fool me?" The man asked playfully, his eyes scanning back and forth on her face, the meaning could not be more obvious, with your appearance, it is difficult for a man to have evil thoughts.

Is that gaze clear and bright, as if it has been tortured by the aftermath?

Feng Aojun's eyes rolled, he lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand to his waist, and was about to untie his belt, which was a little embarrassing, but when he touched the belt, he suddenly changed direction, and slammed his palm into the man's abdomen.

A quick blow, but was easily intercepted by the man: "It's up to you?" Suddenly, he clasped Feng Aojun's hand.

That hand is clearly as warm as room temperature.

"Bastard, you're teasing me." Feng Aojun was a little embarrassed, and tried her best to entangle with the man, and the final result was that the man was lightly pressed to the ground.

There was an interested smile in the man's eyes, and he pressed Feng Aojun's small chest and said, "I don't look good, but I have a big temper." ”

"It's called character." Feng Aojun was crushed to crack his teeth, and with a secret force, he pushed the man away and turned over and pressed it.

"Women are on men, do you like them?" Men banter.

Feng Aojun noticed her very inelegant movements, quickly got up, slashed with her palm, and was dodged by the man, clasped her wrist, and smiled lightly: "Okay, don't tease you grumpy little girl." ”

Feng Aojun obviously still had the anger of being teased, but when she heard the three words of the little girl, that anger was dissipated for no reason.

When he said these three words, his tone was a little less cold, less tyrannical, as if he was full of pain. Feng Aojun was a little distracted for a while.