The warmth that belongs to him alone, just like that, is approaching him step by step.

"Coming back?" Feng Lingche didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Wen Yang squatted beside him, the worry in his eyes was clear, "Are you uncomfortable?" Why didn't you go to Mengxian Tower with Jiang Lao and them? ”

She only came to the company after asking Ping Dai.

Ping Dai said that the dishes had been ordered, and they were waiting for them to arrive.

Wen Yang knew that it was normal for Feng Lingche not to go with them with such an identity, but she didn't expect that he would just sit in the office without even turning on the lights.

"Nope."

After Feng Lingche finished speaking, he put his gaze on the white gloves Wen Yang was wearing, "What is this?" ”

Wen Yang followed his gaze and bowed his head, "Oh, this is the Tencel Ice Thread Glove that has been tempered by the Phoenix Nirvana, so that it can prevent the fire poison from hurting others." ”

It was only after accidentally burning the valuable table in Feng Lingche's house that she remembered that there was such a treasure in the corner of her gossip bag.

Feng Lingche held her hand, and even through the gloves, he could feel the warmth coming from her hand.

He gently took off his gloves, his eyes were extremely pale and pale, "You don't have to wear them in front of me in the future." ”

Although it is called Tencel Ice Line, in fact, the material of the glove is not comfortable, and it is terrifyingly cold in the hand, not to mention that it feels like a withered branch.

With Feng Lingche, she really didn't need this thing to physically cool down, so she put the Tencel glove into the gossip bag, "Then let's go." ”

She walked a few steps and noticed that there was no movement behind her, so she turned around in confusion.

only to find that Feng Lingche, who was no different from ordinary people, suddenly exuded a trace of cold air from all over his body.

The eyebrows quickly frosted, and his face was almost transparent, although he tried his best to endure it, the pain of being soaked in cold poison was no less than using thousands of sharp knives on his body at the same time.

But Feng Lingche was so painful that his pupils were dilated, and he was stunned for nothing, and he was anxious to see Wen Yang.

She hurriedly ran to Feng Lingche's side and held his hand, her dark pupils were full of distress, "How are you?" ”

The surging spiritual power was constantly passing along the hands of the two of them, but somehow, there seemed to be a forbidden spiritual power in Feng Lingche's body that was repelling Wen Yang, and the two forces rushed together, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood violently.

Wen Yang's face changed, "How can this be?" ”

Obviously, he has already detoxified Feng Lingche according to the method mentioned in the book, how can it not work?

Could it be that this time he fell ill because of the Yin and Yang Ice and Fire Curse?

If this is the case, then the prohibition that excluded her just now makes sense, the ice and fire spell solution is special, and ordinary spiritual power will only accelerate Feng Lingche's poisonous hair.

But now that the two are not married, how can she easily share a room with him?

Just as Wen Yang was in a dilemma, Feng Lingche had fallen out of his wheelchair in pain, he curled up on the ground, his dark hair on his forehead was already wet with sweat, and every part of his internal organs showed signs of being frozen by cold poison.

Even the blue-purple blood vessels under the skin began to turn into a long silvery-white line, spreading in the direction of the heart.

Wen Yang's heart was horizontal, and he was about to unbuckle the cheongsam, but his hand was suddenly held by Feng Lingche.

“…… No. I only heard his faint voice spilling from the corners of his lips, but Wen Yang heard it clearly.

"Now I ...... Won't move you. ”

Feng Lingche wiped the blood stains on his lips with his sleeve, and with just this one action, he sweated again, and his body fell towards Wen Yang uncontrollably.

Wen Yang couldn't bear the strength, and was pushed to the ground by him who was so tall and long.

The two of them were close to each other, and she could almost feel his firm and firm texture, and the sound of his heartbeat becoming more and more intense.

And this simple action made the methamphetamine in Feng Lingche's body boil faster, and his throat suddenly became hot.

The body actually reacted after coming into contact with Wenyang!

Feng Lingche's pupils froze, and he subconsciously wanted to push Wen Yang away, but accidentally touched her hot red lips.

At this moment, all sanity crumbles in an instant! He finally couldn't help it, reached out and grabbed the back of her head, and kissed her hard with his ice lips.

Wen Yang's eyes widened in shock, and his hand subconsciously pressed against his chest, and immediately remembered the poison in his body, but he couldn't help but push it away.

With the close contact between the two, Wen Yang consumed a lot of spiritual power in the ghost gate to protect Su Rao's scorched muscles and veins, and gradually repaired, and his body temperature slowly returned to the state of an ordinary person.

Although Feng Lingche didn't say anything, she could feel from his gradually relaxed state that he didn't seem to be in so much pain.

But he didn't let go of Wen Yang, and the domineering kiss gradually became gentle.

Pieces fell on Wen Yang's face.

"I'll take care of you." Feng Lingche's voice is even more hoarse than at the beginning, with the sound quality of ice chip texture, which is magnetic and good.

Wen Yang blinked, climbed out of his arms, and by the way, helped Feng Lingche to sit back in the wheelchair.

She didn't say yes, but she didn't mean to be angry, and her warm hand rested on Feng Lingche's wrist.

After a few minutes, his expression became very solemn.

Feng Lingche's expression moved, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Yang replied, "If that's right, your cold disease should have an attack once a week or so, right?" ”

Feng Lingche pondered for a while, "Hmm. ”

Wen Yang stared at the length of the silver-white line on the inside of Feng Lingche's wrist, and frowned, "If the calculation is correct, if the calculation is correct, if you attack the heart three more times, the ice line will attack the heart, and you will be completely poisoned to death." ”

She said it more cryptically, and to put it bluntly, she had to have sex for three weeks to save his life.

How could Feng Lingche not understand, his eyes fell on Wen Yang's face, and his black pupils were bottomless, "Come to the company with me tomorrow to sign an agreement." ”

Wen Yang didn't expect him to suddenly say this, and he didn't understand, "What agreement?" ”

A smile flashed in Feng Ling's eyes, but his voice was still light and unwavering, and he said it very clearly, "Marriage agreement." ”

Wen Yang: "!! ”

"You don't regret it?" Instead of being shy, her expression looked faintly expectant.

After getting married, they will be able to have sex together! In this way, she will recover the immortal body of her previous life as soon as possible, and fly to the gods to find her master ancestor to settle accounts.

Feng Lingche looked at her for a while, and suddenly began to wonder if the woman in front of him didn't know what the meaning of having sex was.

Seeing that he was silent and didn't speak, Wen Yang thought that he regretted it and was about to ask again.

I saw that Feng Lingche interrupted her first, "Let's go, go to Mengxian Tower, and go back early after eating." ”

Wen Yang: "......"

……

Mengxian Building.

Luo Li smelled the aroma of hot pot, and was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

He couldn't help rubbing his stomach and complaining, "Mr. Feng, why haven't these two people come yet, I'm going to starve to death." ”

Lu Zhen sat on the other side of him, turned his head sideways and glanced at Luo Li meaningfully, "Didn't I buy you a strawberry cake just now?" Still hungry? ”