You know, sometimes, she really wants to do it to Mu Fan.

There was a small voice in her heart that kept encouraging her, teasing her, and telling her not to do what he said.

This seems quite inexplicable, what Mu Fan said always makes sense, yes, she understands it in her heart, but she just wants to do the opposite, just like adolescent boys and girls.

I remember when I was a child, my adoptive father told her not to play with fire, and she also knew that fire was a very dangerous thing, but she was always full of curiosity about the small matchbox until she finally stole one.

That night, she hid under the bed and took out the matchbox she had hidden for a long time.

She had heard the story of the little match girl, and she wondered why the little matchstick lit up when she swiped it on the black side of the box.

So, in order to 'decipher' and satisfy herself, she did just that, she put a small container made of finished cans under her little bed, and she struck the matchsticks one by one. The matchstick was so short that it would soon go out, and she didn't want it to end there, so she took the daily waste paper, tore it to pieces, put it in a small container, and lit it.

Fortunately, things didn't go in a very bad direction, but her little bunny sheets suffered a little, and her palms, which were the first time her adoptive father hit her, and this time was enough for her to recall.

What Mu Fan reminded her was all good for her, she knew it, but she always had an idea in her heart, she didn't want to do what Mu Fan did step by step, or she really felt that she was some kind of 'god lord' of his.

It's been almost a month since she came here unconsciously, and Ji Yao has roughly figured out where she is.

In the world she is in now, there are four big countries, namely the Yudu Dynasty, the Jiagu Dynasty, the Pengzu Dynasty, and the Qinqiu Dynasty, and other small countries and small tribes are scattered around.

And the place where she is staying now is called Mushui Villa, the villa is located in the mountains, and the mountain where it is located is called Fuxian Mountain, and the top of Fuxian Mountain is the cave where she woke up. Fuxian Mountain, located in the territory of the Yudu Dynasty.

Several times, she wanted to ask Mu Fan, can she go out for a walk, she still remembers the scene she saw last time she climbed the rockery, surrounded by mountains, if she was allowed to go out alone, it would be absolutely impossible to go to a place where there were people, before she found it, she first sacrificed the five visceral temples of the beasts in the mountains, although she had a jade waist to defend herself, but if she faced a wolf pack of this size, then forget it.

Someone must take her out, and this person is only Mu Fan.

But apparently, he won't agree.

Alternatively, she can find a map of the descent from the mountain.

Unexpectedly, there will always be good luck. That day, she was rummaging through Mu Fan's study as usual, and found a map of Fuxian Mountain in a book.

Fuxian Mountain is not the name of a single mountain, but the collective name of several mountains, the map is depicted in great detail, there are several roads into and out of the mountain, but the fastest and easiest one, not far from Mushui Villa, as long as you climb over a mountain, you can reach the nearest village here, Liuping Village.

Ji Yao hid the map in her arms, secretly happy in her heart, maybe she would use it one day.

......

On this night, Ji Yao washed up and slept early, and tomorrow, Mu Fan promised to teach her to talk about the piano, she found a piano, very beautiful, antique, at that time, I plucked the strings at random, the piano buzzed, and the sound was indescribably good, and then Mu Fan was brought in.

The piano is Mu Fan's, I didn't expect him to play the piano, she begged Mu Fan to teach her, at first Mu Fan wondered why she wanted to learn, she didn't learn this before. She doesn't like to hear him say how she used to be, and for Ji Yao, it's no different from listening to another person's story. But fortunately, in the end, Mu Fan agreed.

It's the time of spring and summer, and the weather is still cool, neither hot nor cold.

Ji Yao lay on the bed~, through the open window, smelling a trace of flowers wafting in from outside, and gradually fell asleep.

The dark red and orange tide rolled at his feet, and it was red~hot magma. Waves of heat rushed down on her, and she felt like the hairs on her body had been scorched.

The sweat on her body was quickly dried away, and she was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe, and her throat and eyes were so dry that she could almost breathe fire, and she tried to swallow her saliva, but unfortunately she didn't feel anything at all.

"Water ......" murmured softly, and she opened her eyes.

There is no red-hot magma, she is still lying on the bed~ and still in the familiar room.

When she came back to her senses, it turned out to be a dream.

But why, the feeling of heat and dryness still seems to be there. On her body, the underwear she was wearing was completely soaked, she swallowed her saliva, and her throat was torn badly.

"Hmm. She squeezed suddenly.

A sudden cold enveloped the whole body. I was sweating profusely from the heat just now, but now it's like falling into an ice hole. A biting chill penetrated her every pore from all directions. As she exhaled, she saw white smoke coming out of her mouth.

An inexplicable feeling of emptiness swept through her body, accompanied by a feeling of hot and cold, devouring every one of her brain cells bit by bit.

She wanted something to drink, or something to eat, to fill her growing hunger.

"Ahh

A feeling of cold and heat kept alternating on her body, and she twisted on the ground in pain.

"Mu Fan, Mu ......" The voice in her mouth was fragmented, and she found that she didn't have the extra strength to call him at all, and she couldn't stand up to find him.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the teapot and teacup on the table.

With a painful sensation, she slammed into the table.

Syllable!

The teapot fell to the ground and fell apart. Now, she hoped that Mu Fan could hear this voice.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

Thank God. She exhaled softly inwardly, but soon, she was overwhelmed by the hot heat again.

Mu Fan heard the voice, hurried over, opened the door, and saw her rolling on the ground in pain.

He stepped forward, his hand just touched Ji Yao's body and retracted, her body was on fire, and it was very hot. Without further thought, he reached out again and decisively picked her up from the ground.

Ji Yao felt the temperature coming from Mu Fan's body, it was cool and comfortable. Leaning on Mu Fan's chest, she clearly heard that in his chest, his heart was beating vigorously, pushing the boiling blood to all corners of his body.

And on him, the smell of him, the smell of him, the faint incense.

Rustling, that's blood, the sound rushing in the veins, sweet, that's the blood through the skin, the fragrance that emanates, the seductive tightness.

She swallowed.

Mu Fan carried her to the bed~ and was just about to put it down, she reached out and hugged Mu Fan's neck, raised her head, and stuck to him.