Chapter 885: On the Snowfield... Lingering 2

"Ah? Oh!" Feng Wu suddenly reacted.

Jun Linyuan sullenly squatted down in front of Feng Wu.

His slender, boneless hands stretched out to the place where Feng Wu was close to his heart.

The phoenix dance's instinctive reaction is particularly good!

She covered her chest with her hands and stared at Jun Linyuan alertly: "What do you want!"

He stared at Feng Wu coldly: "Not cured?"

"I... I treat myself..."

His Highness Jun sneered: "The sharp claws of the Xue Ye Ice Soul Beast pass through your shoulder blades and through your back, can you cure it yourself?"

Feng Wu: "But..."

His Highness Jun arrogantly glanced at Feng Wu's chest and stood up.

"You, are you leaving?" Feng Wu panicked.

His Royal Highness was indifferent and did not speak.

Feng Wu felt bitter in her heart.

Jun Linyuan looks impatient... Also, she is a troublesome burden now, and she is still a troublesome burden by his side.

The more Feng Wu thought about it, the more discouraged she became.

Jun Linyuan turned his head and saw that the little girl had her head drooping, her bun face puffed up, and she looked downcast.

No matter how indifferent a person is, no matter how strong his heart is, looking at such a soft and cute expression...

His Royal Highness sighed inwardly.

He squatted down in front of her again, but in the next second!

Sizzle!

The clothes on Feng Wu's shoulders were torn.

"Ah—" Feng Wu exclaimed, leaning back against the snow wall next to her, staring at Jun Linyuan with wide eyes.

On His Highness's deep and handsome face, his expression was serious and serious, and his emotions were tight.

Seeing the bloody wound, his eyes burst out with blood-like anger!

The two clusters of flames seemed to be ignited, burning brightly!

That snow-white skin, tender and rosy in white...

Feng Wu looked at Jun Linyuan's starry eyes, and looked at the unpredictable emotions in his eyes, including anger, pity, hot, hot, and... many, many emotions that she couldn't understand.

"Close your eyes!"

Jun Linyuan didn't know where to get a big wind cloak, and threw it away at Feng Wu.

The generous wind cloak covered Feng Wu's head and face.

Feng Wu is feeling cold, but I didn't expect someone to send pillows when I dozed off, but it's really timely!

However, Jun Linyuan is really well-behaved. Her clothes were only torn to her shoulder blades, and the same was true of her back. Therefore, Feng Wu calmed down after the initial nervousness.

On the contrary, it was Jun Linyuan, who was sweating on his forehead while dealing with the wound.

"Are you very hot?" Feng Wu looked at His Royal Highness Jun puzzled.

Because of the close distance, Feng Wu can clearly see that Jun Linyuan's fine white porcelain-like forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat.

His Royal Highness had a sullen face, not wanting to speak!

Feng Wu could even feel the hot breath that Jun Linyuan sprayed on her face.

"Your breath is so hot, shouldn't it be Feng Xie entering the body?" Feng Wu was a little worried, and her slender jade-like hand covered His Royal Highness's forehead.

Cold hands, hot foreheads...

Both of them trembled subconsciously.

Your Highness, grit your teeth! Does this girl know that her approach is playing with fire? !

"Put it down!" His Royal Highness's voice, as cold as frost, instantly increased, sounding both indifferent and fierce!

Feng Wu was drunk and felt aggrieved.

She cared about him with kindness and kindness, but she was yelled at... The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.

But I think so, how could Jun Linyuan hate her so much, how could he be happy to touch her? Although she was just out of the pharmacist's instinct for the patient.