On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing hadn't recovered yet, her body had fallen softly into a hard and hot embrace.

Since He Li, Xie Wuwang has always paid attention to proportion and kept a clear distance from her.

The last time she talked about horse urine, she laughed and fell off the porch chair. He didn't even reach out to help her, and told her to touch a bag on her forehead. When she fell weak and fell, he just clenched his fist against her body, and took her to the rock to settle her, without any hesitation.

At this moment, his expression was still icy, as if he would suddenly break the realm in the next moment, but the gentle motion of reaching out to embrace her made her a little dazed.

It wasn't until she leaned on his chest that Ning Qingqing came back to her senses.

She stared at his robe in a daze.

Every piece of his robe was luxurious and heavy, and she could clearly feel that Xie Wuwang was thinner through the thick and complicated fabrics and decorations.

Lost a lot.

The last time he went to the small kitchen to make her crispy whitebait, she noticed that he was thinner, but his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, his skeleton was big, and he could hold up his clothes even if he was thin.

Leaning in his arms at the moment, he found that his body was thin enough to make her feel a little strange.

He has suffered a lot of injuries these days and has never stopped to take care of it.

He was like this in the past, always busy with things, always ignoring the injuries on his body, and only if she really pulled her face down to lose her temper, he would reluctantly spare some time to raise her in Yuliyuan.

When he was meditating, she never disturbed him, but hid in the wing with his universe bag, turned the contents over and over and neatly, and then took care of his spiritual treasures and vestments by the way.

When she was done, he almost finished adjusting his interest rate, and hurried to go on business.

Now that He Li, and no one cares about him, he can sit in his Qianyuan Hall with peace of mind, without even changing his clothes.

Ning Mushroom sighed quietly, his eyes moved, looking at him.

She found that his arm was still stiff and did not fall on her, and his chest did not move, as if holding his breath all the time.

She only remembered that she hadn't agreed to let him help her through the changes.

She gave a dull "um".

After a while, he smiled reservedly, and said, "You count your acquaintance."

The two big hands finally landed on her body, first at the base of the palm, and after a short pause before dropping the palm, after another few breaths, the slender and powerful fingers finally settled completely, covering her petite and soft body.

"It's all bones." He turned into the fire spirit power into her back heart with disgust.

Ning Qingqing said nothing.

Only now was worried that he would forcibly break the boundary and kill Da Lianhua, her voice became louder in a hurry, and she ran out of energy. At this moment, my head is buzzing and dizzy, hands and feet are like frozen ice sculptures, lotus mist enters the chest cavity, like the poor winter sun shining on the big glacier, not much to the 10,000 years of ice. effect.

Xie Wuwang's body was different. He was hot and hot, and he exuded a nice cold fragrance.

His temperature continuously passed to her, and it was extremely comfortable.

Even if she thinks in terms of mycelium, she will not refuse his warmth—in fact, the willow-like mycelium on the fingertips has hooked his clothes and tried to drill in.

Ning Qingqing pulled the mycelium back and whispered, "This can't be eaten!"

Xie Wuwang certainly couldn't think of what this daring mycelium would do. He smiled and said, "You can put it in with cold hands. Don't have any worries, I won't worry about it."

Put it in his arms...?

She used to do that often before.

She likes spending the winter with him best.

Her five elements are balanced, and her body can be cold or hot. Unlike him, she is a stove all year round.

He is tall and straight, so he can hold her in his arms and warm her hands and feet.

In fact, they have many good memories between them, but those daily bits are like breathing, which are easy to be ignored and not remembered.

Ning Qingqing shook the hyphae on her fingertips, slowly raised her eyes, and glanced at him.

"It wants to eat you." She said seriously.

Xie Wuwang smiled: "Eat it."

She thought for a while, without making any trouble, just hid her hand along his seal between the inner and outer layers of clothes.

"A Qing," he said in a low voice, "not only the heat of the lotus mist is gone in winter, but it's worse."

The surrounding temperature and the lotus mist inhaled in the body will become severely cold.

She moved her eyelashes: "It's fine without you."

The implication is that she is sure to survive a mushroom by herself, and if he fails, it proves that he has not succeeded in success or failed in more than failure.

What a clever man Xie Wuwang was, when he heard this, he immediately burst into laughter.

Her thin lips moved, and she was about to say a taunt or two casually, her eyebrows were raised with a low arc, but she suddenly realized afterwards that her hair was rubbing against her. His clothes and her body were all clustered in front of her like a cloud, and her body gently pressed against his chest, shoulders, abdomen and arms as her body gently undulated with breathing.

The light and sweet fragrance engraved in the deepest part of the soul pierced into the lungs.

He laughed: "It's better if you have me."

Ning Qingqing raised her eyes and gave him a weird look.

Based on her understanding of Xie Wuwang, at that moment, he should have said something ridiculous.

He happened to look down.

This person is still the look of laziness and carelessness.

Ning Qingqing felt that he must be busy with political affairs on weekdays and his brain was so busy that he couldn't keep up his energy when he was free.

With her eyes facing each other, she found sadly that Xie Wuwang, who was thinner, seemed to look better.

He has the lonely look of an iceberg. He always has a fake smile on weekdays. It is not obvious. At the moment, his eyebrows are calm, his delicate outline is thin, and he looks cold and cold.

The body is so hot.

The contrast is sharp and strong, and there is no other person like him in the world.

She suddenly remembered other scenes that she had never recalled before.

When he was most emotional and a little bit out of control, he always suppressed all his expressions, his expression was rather cold, but his movements and temperature were extremely hot.

One moment, his appearance, temperature and existence were heavily branded into her heart.

Lotus mist poured into her lungs, causing her to breathe slightly, turning her head and staggering her eyes.

She didn't speak any more, and neither did he.

He didn't put too much fire spirit power into her body. After her hands and feet warmed up slightly, he stopped, obviously to let her try to adjust to herself.

The scorching heat of Xia lasted for three hours.

The autumn is slightly cool, the light in the secret realm has changed, and the color of the lotus mist gradually fades, turning into blue and yellow.

Ning Qingqing slept through the fall as soon as she slept.

The cold winter came so violently, she suddenly woke up from the cold, and found that her hands were held in front of her by Xie Wuwang and pinched into her palms.

She subconsciously shrank into his arms, and he naturally raised his sleeves to ring her tighter.

The color of the surrounding lotus mist changed drastically, ice blue and crystal clear, extremely transparent.

Ning Qingqing raised his head and looked at the giant lotus.

"Wow~ you are so beautiful!"

At this moment, the entire body of the giant lotus became transparent, like a light blue ice sculpture flower.

Big things always have a special sense of beauty. The giant lotus is large, extremely delicate, and uniquely beautiful.

She couldn't help throwing out the mycelium to touch it.

If it weren't for her body at the moment, she would definitely pounce on it and rub it all over.

Julian did not respond to her joy, although she was praised, but she did not seem to be so happy.

The lotus petal moved gently, pushing the hyphae back.

Ning Qingqing tilted her head strangely and was about to communicate with it again. Suddenly, she saw a lot of bluer lotus breath surging along the lotus pulse. The next moment, the lotus mist in the air froze and turned into extremely fine ice .

The overwhelming frost poured out from the lotus, and the giant lotus slightly condensed the lotus petals, like a child who had done something wrong, sad and guilty.

Ning Qingqing hurriedly comforted it: "It's okay, I won't~ um~"

The word "cold" was stunned and could not say the whole thing.

She froze.

There is only one heat source left in the whole world.

Xie Wu prejudiced her head and pressed her face into his arms.

Ning Qingqing's thoughts were frozen stupefied, and she couldn't care about anything. She just pressed the tip of her nose to his body by instinct, breathing in the air that had been soaked by his body temperature.

A big hand covered her small half of her vest, and the thick and hot spiritual power gushed out of her palm and penetrated into her meridians.

The tip of her nose gently arched his clothes.

The Chinese clothes were heavy, isolated from a lot of temperature, and were gradually frozen hard by the surrounding frost lotus breath.

Xie Wuwang seemed to hesitate.

Her breathing was weak and rapid, and the breath that entered her lungs was like ice skates, which made her hurt.

Seeing, it was getting harder and harder for her to bear these extremely cold frost lotus mist.

"A Qing," his chest was stuffy, "offended."

With a raised hand, the skirt opened wide, and she wrapped her in.

The collar of the shirt was loose, and when she moved a little, her cheek touched his body.

He has indeed lost a lot of weight, but his body is still covered with a nice layer of gracilis. The coat was full of his breath and temperature, and her slightly trembling cold nose touched his skin and took a breath. There was no frost, only the feeling and taste that belonged to Xie Wuwang.

She also rubbed her forehead.

Everything is fine, but his heartbeat is a little noisy.

Hou Xin continued to enter the extreme fire spiritual power, the extreme cold and extreme heat intertwined, making her a little dizzy.

She murmured: "Xie Wuwang... I read what it says in the script. When the woman is about to freeze to death, the man always does that kind of thing with her in the cave to save her life."

"Heh, what about common sense?" He smiled lowly, and said softly, "Don't look at that kind of mess in the future."

"Oh...understood!" She paused and nodded, "Forget it."

Xie Wuwang: "???"

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