The cold lips fell a fine kiss at the corner of his mouth, but it was not enough. He tightened his arms and bit his lips.
Bo Siyan's body stiffened for a moment, and the next second, she touched the collarbone with her cold hands. Then he frowned and tried to turn his face away.
There was a lot of noise in his ears. He couldn't hear the sound clearly, so he could only press the numbness of his scalp and carried her out of the cold water.
Each other's clothes were soaked in water, becoming heavy, but they became less cold because they were close to their skin.
Qin Songyao got a little warmth and was even more eager. He hugged him tightly and kept breathing fast into his neck, holding his earlobe with instinct.
Tsk.
Bo Siyan's steps were almost unstable. While speeding up his pace, he looked sideways more significantly and prevented her from touching him.
The more he avoided, the more she felt insecure she felt. She put her hand in his hair, grabbed the root of his hair, and pressed it to his face.
After finally reaching the bed, Bo Siyan just wanted to throw her on the bed alone, but she pulled her and fell down together.
"Qin Songyao, let go."
His ears were already very uncomfortable, and he just wanted to change his dry clothes as soon as possible and clean the water in his ears.
However, the woman is so stubborn that she will not let go.
He had to spread her fingers one by one, but as soon as he spread one hand, the other could be wrapped around again.
Alternating back and forth, he was very upset and pressed her wrists hard against the edge of her head.
Seeing the bleeding wound, his pupils shrank, "Don't move!"
Qin Songyao was in a daze, as if he had heard his voice, he took off his strength and fell heavily on the bed.
Bo Siyan saw her lips moving, but couldn't hear what she was saying, which made him even more irritable.
He was covered with water on his hair, and fell to her face drop by drop, but she just stared at him in a daze without hiding at all.
After a while, he saw big tears falling out of her pitiful eyes.
She is still shaking.
He closed his eyes and pressed down on his bipolar depression. When he looked down, her chest was fluttering, obviously sobbing.
He suppressed the force of her wrist and unconsciously reduced it.
Qin Songyao felt that his vision was clear, but his body was still like a falling ice cellar, making her unable to tell whether it was hell or the world.
There was a warm breath at the tip of her nose. When she tried to touch it, she caught the droplets of water dripping from his hair when she raised her hand.
It's obviously cold, but it seems to be warm.
"Bo Siyan..."
She screamed softly, and the man lowered his head, as if suppressing the pain.
She stretched out her hand and touched his face.
It's warm.
His hands, little by little, finally fell on his lips, and lost strength and could only fall to the side of his face.
Bo Siyan relieved his discomfort and raised his eyes, and met the woman's silent eyes, and could not see any vitality.
He felt a little heavy and reached out to touch her forehead.
There is only endless coldness.
Qin Songyao felt that his palm was warm and did not want him to take it away.
But he still took it away. She felt panic and trembled to grab him. She threw herself into a vain and became dazed again.
Bo Siyan thought she was getting better and wanted to get up, but she suddenly hugged her neck and her lips were kissed.
Unlike in a bath, it is a true kiss, a breath blends in, and it enters to test it.
The man also put it on, unbuttoned his shirt, and put his hands on his chest.
She was like a monster with cold fear. She got a little heat source and was crazy to absorb it, not allowing him to leave for a minute or a second, otherwise, she would really die.