The bloody eyes of the ghost prisoner stared at Mo Li through the gap for a moment, and his eyes fell on the snowball held in her white and tender hands, and slowly opened his fanged mouth to her.

Mo Li was naturally afraid of him in his heart, so he used two fingers to pick up the snow ball and carefully delivered it to his mouth.

Gui Prison saw her carefulness, and a trick flashed in his bloody eyes. Through the thick railing, he and Ben could not eat the snowball, so they could only stick out their tongue and lick the snowball like eating ice cream.

I don’t know if it was because of his ghost race physique or why, the snowball melted quickly wherever his tongue licked, as if there was fire on his tongue.

Soon, a snowball was melting and licking, and soon it was only the size of a finger. His tongue stuck out and rolled the small snowball into his lips. The tip of his tongue accidentally rubbed Mo Li's palm, and it turned out to be as hot as fire. He stuck out his tongue to lick the snow water on his lips, and Guiqian spoke again.

"I want it more!"

In just two short words, what reveals is endless domineering and ostentatiousness.

"The temple's magical arts are blessed on this prison car, which is like burning in a fire, so he is so thirsty!" The baby explained to Mo Li quietly.

His eyes flew over the cracked lips of Guiquan. Mo Li nodded slightly, turned around and ran to the snow field again.

Time and time again, Mo Li traveled between the prison van and the snow field, and kept holding the clean snow into a snowball and sending it to the mouth of the ghost prisoner. The ghost prisoner ate the snowball again and again like eating ice cream.

Occasionally, the tip of his tongue passed Mo Li's fingers, but it was gradually less hot than before. It was just warm and warm, but instead made Mo Li's fingers, which were frozen cold due to the snow, felt a little comfortable.

At first, Mo Li was still cautious, but afterwards, his vigilance naturally began to decrease. In order to facilitate the other party to eat, her hands extended deeper into the railing again and again.

Seeing the snowball in her palm being swallowed by him again, she subconsciously wanted to retract her palm.

Unexpectedly, when the wrist tightened, the cold palm was grabbed by a warm palm.

Mo Li was shocked and instinctively wanted to retract his palm. However, the other party's big hand had already tightly held her hand, and she could not retract her.

"What are you doing?!"

Mo Li asked coldly, and the silver needle in his left hand was already buckled between his fingers.

The other party said nothing, and his blood-colored eyes looked at her through the gap. There was no evil in his eyes. He held her palm but did not let go, but he just held her hand and no other moves.

Could it be that this ghost prisoner is warming her hands?!

Mo Li was afraid of the other party's strength and was careful not to move anymore.

His palms were big and warm, and the touch was not as rough as the facial skin she saw. Her frozen hands quickly began to warm up because of the snow, and the coldness was no longer there.

Until Mo Li's hand became completely warm, his fingers slowly loosened.

"Enough!"

He said two words lightly, and the ghost prisoner silently moved away his body leaning against the railing.

Then, there was no sound in the cage, and I could only barely see a figure, as if sitting cross-legged in the cage, the sun shining on the prison cart, and the silhouette on the golden talisman paper was very tall.

"Is it okay?!" Xu Zixiao, who was driving the car, asked with concern.

"It's okay!" Mo Li smiled at him, turned over and jumped onto his own horse, chased the convoy all the way, and fed the ghost prisoner with snow. She was really tired when she traveled dozens of times.
Chapter completed!