On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Xie Wuwang was shocked for a moment, and slowly lowered his head, looking for her eyes.

She was obediently curled up in a ball, nestled in his arms, with a cold breath brushing his body, fainting a small group of faint white air.

He didn't need to smell it to know what an intoxicating sweet smell it was.

He raised his eyebrows, narrowed his long eyes, and asked her every word: "What the hell?"

She arched slightly and slowly lifted her face from his arms.

A cold face that was pale and transparent, with a pure and innocent look, but a sly smile hidden in his eyes.

"The cave," she said tremblingly, "there is no wind in the cave, I thought it would be warmer. If you think it's wrong, then forget it."

Xie Wuwang smiled: "So."

A big hand stroked her cheek.

Slender, stiff fingers rubbed her lips with ease. Ning Qingqing unconsciously shrank her shoulders, and her heart hung higher.

Eyes touched.

His lazy and gloomy eyes sank into her eyes, and he did not hide the attacking intentions in his black eyes in the slightest.

He opened his thin lips lightly, cold, but said meaningfully: "I know the sea without boundaries, maybe I really am ignorant."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his half-covered eyes became darker and scorching.

The injured mushroom was a little bit unbearable, and tried to divert her eyes several times, but saw that this nasty man slowly tilted her head in time, and blocked her gaze again and again.

The corners of her eyes drooped aggrievedly: "I just had frostbite in my brain, so I just said something bad."

He stared at her for a while, finally laughed softly and looked away.

"Don't be afraid." He said quietly, "I won't move you."

"Oh..." She glanced at him secretly.

He raised his eyebrows in a light tone: "Knowing you is just a mouth addiction."

Ning Qingqing subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to refute, when he suddenly saw his ink-and-wash eyebrows half-tipped, the arc like a beautiful trap.

The one that led her to throw herself into the net.

The astute mushroom noticed something was wrong, so he moved his brain a little, and suddenly understood——

If you deny it, doesn't it mean admitting that you want to be true?

The angry mushroom pressed his lips fiercely and buried his face in his arms.

Although he didn't make any sound, she clearly felt that he was smiling in his heart and laughed so loudly.

The corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and her head lowered, violently rubbing the fine frost that had just frozen on his eyebrows onto his collarbone.

Xie Wuwang's collarbone is very beautiful, with a neat arc, like two knives.

Now that he is thinner, the blade is even sharper.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his Adam's apple moving.

He held her tighter.

Xie Wuwang is a man who is used to making progress.

She did not resist, but took advantage of the trend to nest her body into a more comfortable position-her face was rubbing against her chest, so what's so pretentious.

As if an invisible barrier was broken, she completely let herself fall into his arms and snuggle with him.

Simple and close, not mixed with the slightest lust, just like mushrooms crowded together for warmth.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Qingqing suddenly felt Xie Wuwang's momentum cool down, and murderous intent surged in her body.

"A Qing," his voice lost its temperature, "it has cooled down."

When the voice fell, a new wave of cold had come.

The temperature dropped for only a moment, the frost hit, and a scorching ice light appeared in front of my eyes.

Ning Qingqing's thoughts slowly turned around, remembering that six hours ago, there had been two waves of scorching heat in summer, when it was a small heat and a big heat. Winter, it should be the same.

So it is Osamu who is coming at this moment.

She didn't dare to gasp, and the cold breath entered the nasal cavity, and immediately seemed to have ice skates plunged deep into the eye sockets, and the cold pain was to the bone. The cold breath entered the lungs, and the two internal injuries were immediately filled with ice needles, and the stinging pain was unbearable.

Xie Wuwang glanced at her and said coldly, "Broken the realm."

Ning Qingqing followed his line of sight and looked at the big lotus flower.

I saw it became more transparent, and the color faded from ice blue to light blue. The temperature of these pale blue lotus mists was terribly low, and it was almost close to the liquid breath, but more than that, its color will eventually fade away and become a pure and transparent ice lotus.

The light blue ice light wandered on the lotus petals, condensed and collided from time to time, and burst into star-like ice light.

Ning Qingqing's chest was numb, itchy, and the pain seemed to be frozen. The air entered the body, like a small broken ice skate, constantly cutting and peeling her frostbitten body, like a huge rock being weathered and fine sand falling down.

The itch rushed forward, and she coughed slightly, only to see a few small frosty blood mists sprayed out of her mouth.

The body is weaker.

The big lotus is beautiful and terrible.

Ju Lian didn't move, as if staring at Ning Qingqing quietly.

She coughed, and gently waved her finger at it, indicating that she was OK.

In the pale blue secret realm, the giant frost lotus trembled suddenly.

Ning Qingqing clearly felt the will from the big lotus-it let her go, and immediately left. If she was killed by Lianwu, it would be more sad than dying by herself.

She ignored it at all. Isn’t it just a bit of cold? She felt that the lotus creature was too squeamish.

But the problem facing Ning Qingqing now is Xie Wuwang.

At the moment she coughed and sprayed bleeding frost, his eyes were completely cold.

Seeing Xie Wuwang raised his hand, extreme inflammation arose in his hand.

"No. I can." Ning Mushroom raised his trembling hand and covered his wrist bone with his fingertips.

Xie Wuwang remained unmoved.

Extreme flame surging, burst out immediately.

Her little strength is not as good as a breeze.

Ning Qingqing was anxious in her heart, ignoring the pain caused by breathing, took a few breaths quickly, and exhausted all her strength, drew a circle on his wrist bone.

Xie Wuwang suddenly froze.

He slowly lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes complicated.

This is her little secret with him.

He is much stronger than her, and sometimes he loses his affection, inevitably loses his sense of measure. And she is very squeamish, sometimes she will beg for mercy if she kisses harder, let alone when she is true, she is ‘don’t want’ from beginning to end.

If he takes it seriously, the two of them don't need to do anything from now on, and they just need to cover the old monk with Yunsi quilt to enter the meditation every day.

So there is such an agreement.

She was really uncomfortable, so she drew a circle on him.

Xie Wuwang has never broken their agreement. When she draws a circle, no matter how he is galloping, she will immediately stop to comfort her tenderly, kiss her forehead gently, and hold her in her arms, like coaxing a baby Coax her the same.

Of course, when he deliberately messed up, he would push her hand aside in advance, and let her cry without giving her a chance to draw a circle.

The eyes are facing each other.

In an instant, it seemed as if a thousand words were exchanged.

Her touch remained on his wrist bone. That circle, the agreement he never broke.

Xie Wuwang sighed deeply, the flames in his palms dispersed.

He held her tighter. Head down, lips falling on the center of her forehead.

Ning Qingqing moved with satisfaction.

In the back of the heart there is his palm into the spiritual power, and his forehead has his lips and teeth with flames, protecting her House of Consciousness.

It's just that although he can protect her lifeline, he can't stop her injuries from getting worse.

Xie Wulan sneered suddenly.

Thin lips were tossing around her forehead, and he asked her lowly, "What would you do, Dahan? What would you do without me?"

She knew how angry he was moving.

He thought she didn't cherish her life.

His chest fluctuated sharply, and her forehead twitched, which was the body's instinctive response to the crisis.

She has no doubt that if her answer is not satisfactory to him, there will be an extra ring of tooth marks on her forehead.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

People have flowers in their foreheads, what is she?

She quickly raised her head, rubbed his face, and moved her forehead away.

With such a rub, his lips were drawn along her forehead and fell to the tip of her nose.

Ning Qingqing's frozen eyelids blinked slowly.

Breath intertwined.

Xie Wuwang sneered and forced him to ask: "What do you do, say."

His breath and temperature instantly drowned her.

The distance was so close, the deep voice fell into the heart with a shock.

Her shoulders contracted, and there seemed to be warm currents in her chest that throbbed one after another. The heart that had been affected by the lotus mist became softer, her breathing accelerated unconsciously, and her lips quivered slightly.

"I can hibernate." She told him softly.

By turning the mushrooms in the House of Consciousness into spores, you will be able to avoid the extreme cold and preserve yourself intact for recovery.

As for the body... the big deal is like the last time it turns into a dry mushroom, and it just regenerates.

She didn't know the answer, he was satisfied or not, she was in his arms and there was nowhere to escape.

The breath is intertwined, and the air entering the lungs feels warmer.

In order to comfort him and to keep herself warm, she quietly put out her arms and encircled his thin and powerful body.

Xie Wuwang froze for a moment.

"Dahan is coming." His lips moved a little away from her, "Are you sure you won't break the boundary?"

Ning Qingqing slowly turned her eyes and looked at the giant lotus.

The faint blue has begun to fade, and its bottom lotus petals have become pure and transparent, and only the lotus veins and the arcs of the lotus petal edges show light and dark changes.

The beauty is extremely transparent and illusory.

A **** frost mist began to appear in her breath.

The big lotus cried.

Ning Qingqing moved her fingers laboriously, and continued to circle Xie Wuwang.

"Enough." He sighed bitterly. "If I don't move it, it will be."

She moved her lower eyelashes in relief.

"Move you." He paused every word.

Ning Qingqing: "?"

He stared at her for a moment, then raised his hand, and the barrier blocked the sight of the other person.

He hung his head and held her lips neatly.

Her body moved nervously in his arms, shrinking into a smaller ball.

Extreme Fire Spiritual Force entered the entrance, and strongly replaced her external and internal interest.

Lengxiang, which belongs exclusively to Xie Wuwang, swept the soul, overwhelming the world.

A big hand clasped the back of her head, and she couldn't help but move.

In the next instant, she clearly felt his Yuanhuo crossing over and entering her meridians, the flames instantly dispersed, spreading neatly and densely like mycelium.

Ning Qingqing: "......?"

It is the kind of regular and dense beauty that mushrooms like most.

At a moment of her shock, Xie Wuwang touched her lips and teeth with extreme dissatisfaction. His movements were neat and crisp, with a "less long-winded" movement.

In the severe cold, she could not resist the warmth from the flame.

She opened her stiff lips slightly, and instinctively absorbed the extremely scorching heat.

He was platooning troops, igniting extreme fire.

Yuan Yan entered her meridians and kept moving forward, taking the area occupied by the extreme cold inch by inch.

She felt that her body seemed to have become a battlefield, with extreme cold and extreme inflammation fighting on the battlefield. Those flames were like a dragon, swallowing and driving away the severe cold, but did not hurt her at all.

Where seems to have seen this scene?

In her head, thoughts were faintly spinning.

Breath, lips and teeth were all tainted by his breath and temperature. He completely controlled the situation, and the flame army spread the battlefield, guarding every inch of territory, and not letting it suffer any harm.

Attitude is cherished and important.

Ning Qingqing's mind drifted through her body and meridians faintly.

I saw the neat and dense Yuanhuo guarding her like mycelium, advancing and retreating with a degree, with the perfect rhythm of the rules.

She knew how sad it was.

She just dealt with Mao Yingjun’s heart, and her mental strength was overdrawn to the point of serious injury, but Xie Wuwang was protecting her all at this moment, and not only killing the enemy once, but holding on to the territory and carrying the severe cold for her. Invasion.

The Yuanhuo kept extinguishing, and a new flame was immediately topped.

If this goes on, he will be seriously injured, hurt in the soul.

Ning Qingqing subconsciously resisted.

However, she has no way to escape. The body was firmly imprisoned by him, the back of the head was held by his big hands, and his lips and teeth were even more involuntary.

Without a trace of lust, no lust, Xie Wuwang at this moment, like a general, guarding the territory to the death.