Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Gong Yanmo stared at Feng Lingyan lying on the bed, and sighed softly.

Fingers caressed her cherry lips: "Little rabbit, I made you suffer... I hope you won't blame me in the future..."

There was a wry smile on the corner of his lips, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, and unbuttoned the clothes on her body, revealing her exquisite white sheep-like body.

He reached out his hand, covered her lower abdomen, and began to massage.

The Spring Breeze Surge Kung Fu started slightly, and a warm current emanated from the palm of his hand, dissipating the cold air on her body layer by layer... [

Feng Lingyan originally felt that she was about to be submerged in the icy well water, but suddenly stretched out a hand from nowhere, grabbed her body that was about to freeze, and lifted her up inch by inch.

The feeling of chest tightness gradually disappeared, and my head was no longer so groggy.

A warm current swam around her body, and the cold body gradually warmed up...

Seeing that her pale complexion had improved, Gong Yanmo let out a slight breath.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he held her petite body in his arms.

The back touched his chest, making her half lie in his arms.

Holding her hand with both hands, the inner breath circulated, and the turbulent and warm breath surrounded Feng Lingyan.

Feng Lingyan originally felt like he was in the icy water, but now he seemed to be sitting on a cloud.

The warm white clouds around him wrapped themselves like cotton wool, and it was indescribably comfortable...

She grunted contentedly, and her small body instinctively leaned closer to the warm place.

There was a fog in front of her eyes, and she walked in the fog, not knowing where to go.

There seemed to be a child crying faintly in the mist, she turned her footsteps and followed the sound.

The fog dissipated at some point, and a valley appeared in front of him.