Jiang Zhixian's voice was very low, like cold ice and snow covering a layer of scarlet charcoal, raising wisps of white smoke at the tip of his heart.
He sat sideways on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Shen Qing's cheek with one hand, and holding her slender waist through her clothes with the other hand.
"Close your eyes."
He lowered his body and his voice was beguiling.
Shen Qiao gasped in pain, she opened her mouth, and just as she was about to say something, a big hand slowly covered her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a warm touch gently fell on her forehead, like a feather, tingling and tingling, which made her endure it for a long time before she could barely reach out and touch it.
The familiar spiritual tentacles soon found her sea of consciousness, which was almost in a mess.
This is not Jiang Zhixian's first time here, but it is definitely the first time he has seen such a fragile Shen Qingqing. Last time, the vast grassland was hit by heavy rain at some point, and Shen Qingqing was sitting under a huge mushroom, dazed. Looking at him helplessly.
"Why are all the flowers gone?" Jiang Zhixian bent down, trying to fish Shen Qiao out from hiding under the mushroom.
Shen quietly raised his eyes and realized that the heavy rain was completely blocked by Jiang Zhixian's mental power. It was like a transparent arc-shaped protective umbrella, driving away the cold and chaos with an extremely arrogant attitude.
She stretched out her hand and slowly took Jiang Zhixian's right hand, her eyes reflecting his lazy and handsome face.
"There's no rain anymore, Shen Qingqing." Jiang Zhixian said with a smile, "I brought the sun."
His brows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, with a layer of tenderness that could not be dissolved. The temperature of his eyes was like the afternoon sun, reflecting on the soft and lush grass.
"The rain has stopped?"
Shen quietly raised his head and looked along his line of sight.
Jiang Zhixian waved her hand, and a powerful SS-level mental force entered her sea of consciousness, sweeping away all the haze with domineering force and bringing about the scorching sun.
His spiritual comfort is just like him. Strong, domineering, hot, scalding...
"Do you still want to bloom?" Jiang Zhixian pulled her up from the ground and asked, feeling the cool breeze blowing on her cheeks.
Shen quietly turned his face and fell into some special thinking.
Her eyes are very beautiful, like a hook, soft and cute, completely different from the usual coldness.
"Jiang Zhixian, do you really like me?"
Shen quietly raised her head and looked at him. The pale lip color added a bit of brokenness, making people want to stretch out their fingers, crush her lips hard, and rub her lips red.
"Why don't you speak?" Shen asked quietly.
The breeze ruffled her long hair, just like her mood at the moment, revealing a little softness.
Jiang Zhixian was so hooked by those eyes that he stretched out his left hand and slowly pressed it on the back of Shen Qiao's neck, his voice unclear: "Did I tell you that looking directly at a man like this means asking for a kiss? "
It seems that it has.
The trace of sanity that Shen Qingqing had just recovered was once again confused by his words.
However, this confusion did not last long. Jiang Zhixian had already approached her lips and boldly kissed her.
Time stopped at this moment, and the meadows all over the mountains and plains competed to bloom with colorful flowers. They were bathed in the sun, trembling slightly in the breeze, and the crystal raindrops were like scattered pearls, shining under the sunlight. .
The kiss came unexpectedly.
It was so short that it didn't even leave any warmth, but it was enough to make the quiet sea of consciousness become overflowing with spring breeze.
Feeling the slightly cool touch, Jiang Zhixian's heart felt like it was being lightly tickled by a cat's tail.
He touched his back molar and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Shen Qingqing felt guilty and nodded with a red face. She thought about denying it, but all the reactions from the sea of consciousness were the most real.
The sudden confession made Jiang Zhixian's heart melt.
The next moment, a dark shadow suddenly approached. Jiang Zhixian reached out and clamped Shen Qiao's neck with the tiger's mouth, forcing her to raise her head and kissed her.
This time the kiss didn't stop there, but instead he wanted to plunder the city extremely arrogantly.
The faint smell of tobacco hit her lips and teeth, making Shen Qiu tighten her mouth in fear. Her resistance quickly "irritated" the domineering man, and Jiang Zhixian involuntarily increased his strength, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms.
The feeling of suffocation made Shen Qiao dizzy. Jiang Zhixian deliberately licked her upper lip, as if to induce her to open her mouth, and then deepened the kiss.
Jiang Zhixian kissed her until the corners of her lips became hot, and her pale lips turned bright red.
The gradually heavier breathing and the entanglement between lips and teeth directly made Jiang Zhixian lose himself.
Where does he remember where this place is? What is he going to do?
I wish I could drown in this tenderness and gnaw his little wild cat from the inside out.
It was at this moment that the world was spinning, and Jiang Zhixian couldn't even think, and was directly deprived of his reason by a more powerful mental force.
Darkness invaded, and someone's body hit the ground heavily, falling into a deep sleep.
Or else, spiritual comfort can only be done between the closest and most trusted people?
You see, Jiang Zhixian was taken advantage of by someone because of his temporary whim, and was directly attacked.
"Hey." Shen quietly opened his eyes, weakly raised his arms, and sat up from the bed.
Although it was a sea of consciousness, it felt like it was magnified a hundred times. Even now, she seemed to still be able to feel the taste of being sucked and plundered between her lips and teeth.
That's right, the dizziness was not due to those strange medicines, but because Shen secretly took a pill and was exposed to the effects of the "Nightmare" inhibitor.
And that intense pain is just a side effect of the body being unable to bear the effects of the medicine.
After finally "surreptitiously attacking" Jiang Zhixian, Shen Qingqing felt a little tired.
She rubbed her eyebrows and looked a little worried when she saw Jiang Zhixian lying on the ground.
"Who asked you to kiss me?" Shen quietly blushed and jumped out of bed.
She kicked Jiang Zhixian's shoulder with her toe, and was even more angry when she saw that he still had a smile on his face and was sleeping soundly.
"asshole!"
She spat viciously, and as if she still wasn't relieved, Shen quietly knelt down again, reached out and pinched his face, and pulled hard to both sides.
It wasn't until Jiang Zhixian's face turned red that Shen Quietly retracted her hand happily and patted her hand.
"I still have a lot of things to do, so I won't play with you."
As she spoke, she stood up, pulled the quilt off the bed, and gently covered Jiang Zhixian's body. Then she looked at it and felt something was wrong, so she got up and stuffed the pillow she had been pillowing under Jiang Zhixian's head. , then I feel relieved.
"Don't be angry, Jiang Zhixian."
"I've been kissed by you for so long, and I'm not even angry."
"I'm leaving."
"Take care of yourself."
Shen quietly traced his eyebrows carefully, speaking softly.
She seemed to be saying goodbye to Jiang Zhixian, but also seemed to be confessing to herself. After a long time, she finally sighed deeply.