From gentle to intense, from pity to domineering.

Xing Lian finally came to his senses from this stimulation, pulled out his trapped hand, covered the face of the man in front of him, and gasped, accusing him, "Si Feng Jingyan, you dare to eat my tofu!"

A smile flashed in Si Fengjingyan's eyes, and she pulled down her hand and wrapped it in her palm, "Qiao Xinglian, since you may die, why don't you just face your own heart."

"..." What does this guy mean?

Si Feng Jingyan did not continue to speak, but his fingertips rubbed the softness of his palms every time.

Before even this hand completely lost its sense of touch, it was also possible to feel her temperature and touch, which was the greatest willfulness he tolerated with himself.

The woman in front of her looked ignorant, and her fair face turned slightly red because of his actions just now, making him unable to help but want to get close to him again.

But……

After a pause, Si Fengjingyan released her hand and supported her on the shore platform. She was drowsy again between her eyebrows and eyes.

The beast poison is indeed powerful.

During these three days, Xing Lian was awake and sleeping, but he kept relying on the mysterious spiritual power to suppress the toxic attack and kept awake all the way to send her back. But he also knew that when the beast poison was rampant, he used his spiritual power to scatter his body, he also knew that he was using his spiritual power without any loss when the beast poison was rampant.

, it is simply to promote the onset of toxicity.

However, after just a moment of awakening, it was already difficult to support it.

Xinglian's body relaxed and immediately left his original position as if he was electrocuted. He had to climb up with his hands and feet, but as soon as he was halfway through his movements, he turned his head suspiciously, "Si Feng Jingyan, you are like this,

It doesn't seem to be very good..."

It's not just bad. His already pale face now looks like a ghost. Those who don't know think he is a sick person.

Si Fengjingyan raised her head, looked at her with a shallow look, and reached out to wrap her waist again, "I'm fine."

"You're really okay?" Why did she look at it, as if she was about to die in minutes?

"Qiao Xinglian, go back." He gently pushed the hand on her waist. He pulled his hand back to support it on the shore platform, turned his face to pursed a smile, "I want to rest for a while, sorry, I can't give it to you

Go back to the room.”

"Sifeng Jingyan, you look like a chicken. Do you want me to call the fourth brother to come and take a look?" She turned her feet up and turned her face to look at it, and she couldn't help but tsk.

He sighed. "It's not just as weak as a chicken, it's even worse than a chicken."

Si Fengjing Yanqiang opened his eyelids and was about to reply, but he looked at the door, but closed his eyes again, "Go back."

As he finished speaking, the bathtub door was opened with a 'bang' sound, and a man in a bright yellow brocade dress came in. His eyes swept around and fell on the two people soaked in the pool. His handsome face immediately darkened.

Without saying a word, he went forward to pick out the woman in the pond, turned around and walked out of the door.

Xing Lian was caught in a daze, and was carried out in a daze. The cold wind blew when she walked out of the door. She couldn't help but tremble. She raised her eyes and looked at the man with a gloomy face above, "Bei Ling, you...

…What are you doing?”

Sifeng Beiling didn't say a word, carried her back to the room, kicked her open the door with a sudden kick. Although she was in front of the bed, she gently put her down and used the brocade quilt to tightly.

Really wrapped.

"Bei...King Ling..." She pointed her finger outside, wanting to say something. His ninth brother woke up just now, but he swallowed it back without saying it.
Chapter completed!