The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Di Shiyin, who was in a coma, suddenly trembled slightly all over his body, the pinkish skin that had been wiped by her turned a light blue color, and his body curled up slightly, as if he was overwhelmed by the cold.If you look at the search, www>

Feng Qingyu stretched out her hand to touch it, and was suddenly speechless.

Damn, he couldn't be playing tricks, could he? !

So hot and cold!

It was hot like a stove just now, but now it's like an ice lump...[

Feng Qingyu looked up at the sky, let her a child of seven or eight years old take care of such a critically ill patient, it is really inhumane!

To cool him down, you can rub your body with sea water, but what about warming him up?What should I use?

She pulled him to the side of the fire, and now that her skills had recovered by half, it was naturally much easier to do these things.

Another thick blanket was created to wrap him up, only exposing two nostrils for breathing.

After being so busy for a while, she tried his breath again. His breath was hot, but his whole body was still cold, especially his hands and feet, which were more like ice cubes.

After a while, his breathing became weak again, and his breathing was intermittent, making Feng Qingyu's heart start to sway along with his breathing.

She squatted beside him and looked at him worryingly, the inexplicable panic welling up in her heart.

Will he die?

She had never considered this issue before, he had always been extremely powerful in front of her, and she never thought that such a person would die one day, but now seeing his weaker and weaker breathing, she became a little scared.

No matter what, she didn't want him to die!

She made up her mind, opened the blanket, got in, and got into his arms directly, with her small arms wrapped around his waist...

His waist is thin, but after all, she has too short arms to hug him, so she just clings to him like a koala.

Then silently practiced the profound art, circles of faint red light came out from her body, directly covering his whole body, warming him with the original fire of the phoenix...

This original force directly acts on the person, penetrates directly into Di Shiyin's body, and dispels the cold air from the inside out...

Half an hour later, Di Shiyin was forced to sweat by her original fire, and finally stopped shivering from the cold.

His bluish complexion and body surface temperature also slowly returned to normal.

His intermittent breathing also gradually stabilized.

Feng Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, now, he shouldn't die, right?

Using this phoenix source fire was exhausting, and Feng Qingyu was a little tired, so she simply curled up in his arms and rested for a while. [

Then she opened her eyes and was about to get out of his embrace. Suddenly, her waist tightened slightly and she was embraced by his arms. She was taken aback. She raised her head suddenly and met his dark eyes. Deep, like a vortex under the starlight, it can suck her whole body into it.

Her heart skipped a beat, she opened her mouth and was about to say something, when Di Shiyin said in a hoarse voice, "Don't talk, let me hug you for a while."

Feng Qingyu: "..."

Both of them are covered in sweat, it's very uncomfortable to hold each other so sticky, okay?

Besides - why is he holding a loli to satisfy his hunger? !

She struggled outward again, but he hugged her tightly and didn't let go, his eyes were brighter than stars: "Qingyu, after all, you don't want me to die, do you?"

Feng Qingyu opened her eyes wide and looked at him, her pink mouth curled up: "Of course, if you die, won't my half of the ginseng fruit be wasted?"

Di Shiyin: "..."

"Hey, uncle, can you let me go?" Feng Qingyu felt uncomfortable being hugged by him like this.

Di Shiyin's black line, why does she always like to call him uncle?

"Qingyu, be good, call me Master." He was greedy for this warm little body in his arms, and was reluctant to let go.It's not about lust, it's just that I can't bear this kind of warmth.

Master?Feng Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, should she call him Master?

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