snake bone

Zhu Tang hurriedly got up again, and took another dark blue silk gauze robe from the hanger on the side, "Wear this to sleep, I have washed and dried it in advance, in case you sweat at night, and the quilt monster puts it on again." You wrap it tightly, don’t wake yourself up again.”

Ji Qingliu didn't bother to pay attention to him, but he insisted on stuffing the clothes into his bosom, and he was stunned again when he felt the comfort in his bosom.

I couldn't help reaching out and touching it, and it turned out to be a robe made of ice gauze.

He is really a candle dragon, and he often lived in the extremely cold place when he was in Tiangong. It stands to reason that he is cold-resistant and suitable for cold.

It's a pity that after he lost the fairy bone, his magic power was not as good as before, and his real body was hard to protect, so he was very afraid of the cold, but he was still a little better than ordinary Xie Chong.

But... Even so, it cannot be denied that he likes Han.

So touching something cold would make him more or less comfortable.

But now it's hard to find this kind of comfort - because he's not really there, he can't bear the original comfortable "degree".

Zhu Tang's robe was ingeniously found for him, and the pleasant coolness that he hadn't touched for a long time spread from his slightly hot fingertips to his heart. Ji Qingliu didn't know what happened, and suddenly felt that his whole body was much more comfortable, and he became sober. many.

I don't want to be drowsy and sleepy as much as I used to.

He raised his head to take another look at Zhu Tang, only to realize that he had gone out again.

Actually Zhu Tang didn't mean anything else, he knew that if he stood in the room, You Ji would be embarrassed to change clothes.

He was also worried, this dress should suit him, right?

If he hasn't put it on after a while...then I will force him to put it on.

The way he tossed and fell asleep at night really made Zhu Tang flustered.

After all, according to what he said - he has not suffered any harm or intrusion here in Border City, so the problem of his old drowsiness is mostly caused by himself, caused by dryness and heat.

So I thought of such a way.

After dawdling for a while, hearing some slight noises inside, and staying outside for a while, Zhu Tang finally went in.

At a glance, he was already lying flat and wrapped in the quilt. I don't know if he had changed, but there was a robe he had changed beside the bed. The silk robe was missing, so it must have been changed.I also guess that he should understand now - compared to always rejecting his kindness, there is nothing wrong with accepting some things with peace of mind.

He was also afraid that he would be embarrassed and embarrassed, so Zhu Tang had nothing to say and said, "Of the three puppets I threw out, only two came back. The fluctuation of the technique has suffered, that is to say, the monster has been sucked out of the soul-possessed thing."

After talking for a long while without him responding, Zhu Tang rubbed his nose and stretched his head to look at the bed.

Finally, she tore off the quilt and saw his face, even though his eyes were closed, Zhu Tang didn't need to tell him that he was still asleep.

After thinking about it, she patted his shoulder lightly, and Zhu Tang still said softly, "Go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he knew it was impossible to wait for a response, but he got out of bed consciously, tidied up all the messy clothes and robes, folded them up one by one, and then fell back on the side of the bed again, and put on clothes directly. sleep.

After less than an hour, Zhu Tang suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head sideways. At this time, You Ji beside him just started to tremble.Quietly approaching, he saw that his face was very pale again, his brows were also furrowed, his hands clenched into fists slightly clenched by the horns, and they were shaking slightly.

Zhu Tang couldn't help pushing him, "You Ji."

"Wake up, I'm here."

"Quiet season..."

Ji Qingliu slowly opened his eyes, and gradually let go of the quilt with his hands. At that moment, his pupils were still full of mist. He looked at Zhu Tang mistyly for a while, and then let out a small breath, as if he was going to sleep again. .

Zhu Tang couldn't help pulling his shoulder, "What nightmare did you have, tell me about it?"

ill.

Ji Qingliu pulled the quilt back again, and once again shut Zhu Tang out.

Zhu Tang was not annoyed, and helped him wrap up the quilt quickly with both hands and feet, and pressed himself over by the way, covering his ears with his lips and said, "Don't worry anymore, I will always be by your side."

After thinking about it, he said, "Why don't you hold my hand and sleep? Make sure you won't be invaded by evil spirits."

The quilt only responded with slow and even breathing again.

Zhu Tang was bored, and slowly lay back to his original position, staring at the beam again in a daze.

But he never stopped thinking about it, maybe You Ji had a nightmare just now, or his spirit was too tense, he was frightened at night and didn't say anything, but he was too aggressive, told him some things about the past, disturbed him Thoughts are difficult to settle.

Thinking so is regret again.

If he misunderstood himself, he must have misunderstood himself. If he wanted to add a crime, why would he have no excuse?What's more, he did do wrong things for evil reasons - at least causing him to go to Zhuo Mie Chi, that was a serious crime.

Thinking about the fact that he has now become a ghost, and he refuses to really do the bone-sucking thing, he must have a very weak ghost aura, and it is difficult to gather his soul, and he can't stand being frightened and flustered. thing.

After thinking about it, Zhu Tang turned over quietly again, pulled his quilt slightly, and said softly, "You Ji."

Ji Qingliu fell into a deep sleep again, the dream was blank and blank, and he couldn't hear him calling him.

Zhu Tang lightly tapped his temple with one finger, and then slowly pressed the Baihui point on his head.

After giving him a relaxing massage for a while, Zhu Tang couldn't help but burn a dark fire around him for warmth, and then slightly opened the brocade quilt covering him, and lifted it up.

She also knelt down at the end of the bed, covered his calves with her hands, and kneaded him quietly.

Originally, I wanted to clear his meridian for him, but unfortunately his legs are slender and good-looking, Zhu Tang was afraid of affecting his sleep, so he purposely lit the fairy fire in a dark color, at the moment there is only moonlight and the little fairy in the room The dim warm light of the fire floating up and down in the air, the layer of sea blue gauze satin covering the body is soft, and the feeling of touching it is cold and comfortable.

After Zhu Tang massaged him for a while, she couldn't help sliding up his leg.

At first I was afraid that I couldn't help it, Zhu Tang didn't put his hand in, it slipped through the outside.

At this moment, it was even more extraordinary because he was wearing this dress, and he didn't know what was touching his heart, and the feeling was simply indescribable.

Sliding from the buttocks to the heels of the legs again, Zhu Tang couldn't help but leaned down, and softly called him again, "Quiet Season".

The person in deep sleep has faint brows, and the thin gauze brilliance on his body turns lightly between his shallow breaths, and the moonlight sends silver light to reflect his fair complexion, like sparkling waves, panting silently and slowly undulating, looking at Zhu Tang in a trance I can't help myself.

It was the throat that swallowed hard twice again.

Zhu Tang couldn't help pressing the back of his head with one hand, and kissed passionately again.

His subordinates were not idle either, after touching for a long time, most of his robes were already taken off, half wrapped and half wrapped, half undressed and half taken off.

The moist and hot kiss fell from the tip of the nose to the lips and teeth, the throat reached the collarbone, the red tenderness brushed past the chest, couldn't help but slowly moved back to peck and lick a few mouthfuls, and then willingly dripped down the abdominal line, leaving another breath The string of silver threads is cool.

It was his hands that couldn't help sliding and kneading his round buttocks and then moved them to the base of his legs. Zhu Tang held his breath and looked up, staring at his sleepy appearance obsessed for a while, then couldn't help but move He stretched his legs a little bit, put them on his shoulders, then slightly lifted his hips with one hand, grabbed his stem with the other hand, touched his fingertips a few times, and then sucked in a mouthful without warning. Down.

The heat is like holding a fire dragon in its belly, and it rushes wantonly in the body with a hot and indescribable strange feeling.

The rolling waves of sand in the deep sea, the lonely kiss that has never fallen from the tongue, the swallowing love words that are hesitant to speak, the tingling itching hits the whole body instantly, every pore is clamoring to scream, Ji Qingliu unconsciously smiles Opening his lips and teeth, he breathed heavily unconsciously, followed by one or two thick nasal sounds.