MTL - The Legend of the Ghost Concubine-Chapter 129 : Drive the cold, warm each other

Take medicine, dress up, and the doctor's two steps. Long Jiu has been repeating these two steps. This thin woman has been injured. When Long Jiu checked the body of Feng Xiaoer, she found that she had another arm, a calf, and a large and small shoulder. The scars, do not think, Long Jiu knows that Shen Sanyu's three children do.

Strong murderousness climbed up from the bottom of my heart, and Long Jiu’s eye-catching fists, Feng Zhuo, must not let him go.

After several hardships, he turned to squatting, and Feng Xiaoer made the strange dream in his sleep. Ah Ji looked at her coldly in the fire. Let her hysterical shouts be indifferent.

At midnight, the dream came back, and the light was turned into a burning fire. Feng Xiaoer swayed his head in pain and muttered to himself: "Don't... Don't... Don't..." Every time you cry, you will suffer a bit, and finally yell. Woke up.

Long Jiu took out the white dust cloth and gently wiped the cold sweat on the phoenix's forehead. He asked: "Do you have another nightmare?"

Feng Yuer’s throat is hoarse and he has no strength to speak. He just said it hard: “Water...”

Long Jiu pours tea, recalls that he only kissed, and he couldn’t help but feel satisfied and think back. Pick up the tea and hand it to Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer gave up his face and handed the empty cup to Long Jiu "I want to"

At this time, the small potato knocked on the door and sent **** soup in. There are two people coming in with hot water.

"Put it here, go out," Long Jiu said.

Looking at the eyes of the little potatoes, Long Jiu explained: "You Miss is cold, the king wants to give her a cold."

It turned out that she thought that the nine princes would bathe the lady, scared her, and the little potatoes smirked and scratched their necks, and saw that their own lady woke up, and the hanging heart finally fell down and retired with the two descendants.

Drive the cold? A bucket of water can drive cold? Is Longji going to bathe her? Little potatoes didn't want to marry, but Feng Xiaoer wanted to marry. The eyes of Shangfeng’s children are so scared, Long Jiu’s pet smiles, naturally sticking his fingers to poke the head of Feng Xiao’er, and jokingly said: “What do you think of this head?”

Feng Xiaoer flashed long eyelashes, and was shocked by such a dragon, and there was a doubt in his heart. Why is Longji, who is as cold as ice, to himself? Indifferent, I don’t care about her, how can I explain this so much?

Longjiu noticed the question of Fengqier, coughed a little, took a small bag of anther from the medicine box, poured it into the tub, picked up the sleeves and stirred the anthers by hand, then pulled back the hand again, gracefully put down the sleeves and put the tub Putting it on a stool, he said to Feng Xiaoer: "Put your head in front of you, I will cover you with the blanket, and force the coldness of the body, you can drive the cold."

It turned out to be the case.

Feng Xiaoer did not expect that the ancient method of such a cold, or Long Jiu too smart? I think of it, after all, he is a **** doctor!

Drink **** soup. The body is a bit hot. This time is the best time to drive cold.

Feng Xiaoer listened to the words, sat on the bed, leaned over and lowered his head. Longji took out the quilt and covered the head and front body of Feng Xiaoer. The quilt covered the head and instantly fell into the darkness. Suddenly, the quilt was opened and the dragon was broken. Nine drilled in, Feng Xiaoer raised his head slyly, and sat on the opposite side of the dragon nine black and white scorpion, the bottom of his heart trembled, such a scorpion, like a red nine.

In the darkness, Feng Xiaoer only saw the dragon nine like an infinitely affectionate black scorpion. The two looked at each other and the world seemed to stop. Feng Xiaoer heard each other's heartbeat and plopped...

"Nine kings also need to drive the cold?" Feng Xiaoer broke this terrible silence. Sideways face, remove the line of sight and not look at the dragon nine, that pair of black cockroaches is too dangerous, like a deep pool, will look at it at a glance.

"Well, this king is also the quality of the body cold." Long Jiu said that he still looked at Feng Xiaoer with tenderness. Will she feel his heart?

Slowly, there was sweat hanging along the forehead. Feng Xiaoer felt a hot, the whole face began to sweat, and the neck was wet and sticky. Just finished the **** soup, the **** soup was sweet, and the throat was hot. Feng Xiaoer couldn't help but lick her throat and swallowed her throat. It was too hot, she wanted to drink water.

This scene, the opposite of the dragon nine knots tight, body heat, this little grinding thing, you know that this is a fatal seduce for him. If it’s not that he is good, he’s afraid he can’t help it...

After all, the beloved woman is in front of him, and it is so delicate. He is a true man of iron and blood. Although he has no time to think about the romantic affairs, he is also a normal man. It is not a bad reaction.

"Sit down, ask the anthers, it will be fine after sweating." Long Jiu sighed and applauded.

Feng Xiaoer nodded, closed his eyes and stabilized his mind. When he calmed down, he smelled a faint medicinal scent. The scent drifted into the tip of his nose, and the fragrance was comfortable. The taste was unique and could not be said.

Feng Xiaoer smiled and looked at the opposite dragon nine. He asked: "Why is Jiuye so cold?" The heart seems to be faintly expecting an answer, but does not want it to be the answer.

"I have experienced a fire. I jumped into the icy lake in the big winter. The number of times has gone up, and my physique has been chilled." Long Jiu did not hide it, just changed his words.

Feng Xiaoer’s heart was excited, his face was strong and calm, and he asked: “Can I touch your hand?”

Long nine laughs, can't help but joke Feng Xiaoer: "Miss Miss is seduce this king?"

"Cough... No, I just want to try. The nine princes are too similar to the one I know. You have too many similarities. I... I" Feng Xiaoer has been incoherent, no matter what. Then, grabbed the hand of Longjiu and touched the familiar coldness. The heart of the phoenix was shocked, and even the temperature was the same. Why didn’t she doubt it?

倏 对 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上Just being cold and cold, my hands are still warm.

Feng Yan's eyes are eager, expecting, eager, eager, and dejected, and the moments are ever-changing, the mood is fluctuating, and the heart can't be calm for a long time.

"Nine princes, can you remove the mask and let me see?" Feng Yuer's eyes are full of eagerness, the tone is all pleading, she puts down all dignity, and only wants to find the truth. Solve the doubts in your happiness.

Dragon Nine's eyelashes were stained with sweat, and their eyes were blurred. Feng Qier's pleading made his heart weak, even wanting to ignore everything, telling her the truth and the difficulties, then taking her away and flying around the green waters. Fairy monks.

A contradictory struggle, an anxious full of expectations, can he and her break through the gap between the mask?