Chapter 1071 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (37)
Feng Qian was stunned.
Imperial City?
"What did you say your name was?"
The young man blinked his eyes in doubt, and replied, "Emperor City."
Feng shallow confused.
She simply didn't want to, and leaned against the cold cave wall, closing her eyes.
The boy in white moved slightly, pressed one hand on the wall, and approached slowly.
Pressing his thin and cool lips, his movements were gentle, slowly deepening.
Feng Qian opened his eyes and reached out to push him away, but his wrist was bound and he couldn't move.
After the kiss was over, the boy put his hands behind the girl's head and pressed the little girl into his arms.
He said, "A Nian, marry me, will you?"
Feng Qian blinked, but did not answer.
At this time, her eyes went dark, and when she opened her eyes again, the scene changed again.
A curl of hot air rose in front of him.
The surrounding scenes are very familiar, the water pool, pink flowers blooming on the ground, and transparent butterflies flapping their wings.
Probably, the only difference is the temperature of the water in the pool.
It seemed to be a hot spring, steaming hot, and the mist blurred the vision.
Feng Qian could vaguely see a figure.
The young man's silver hair was draped over his shoulders without any strands, and his wine-red eyes were full of affection and blurred.
Feng Qian stared blankly, then looked down at himself.
She was wearing a thin red dress with her white ankles exposed.
The boy had already approached and took the girl into his arms.
With his chin resting on the girl's shoulder, his voice was hoarse: "A Nian, I have wronged you. I am incompetent and cannot marry you openly."
The boy's body was scorching hot, and the water droplets soaked the girl's dress.
Feng Qian did not respond.
In the next second, the boy bent down and picked her up by the waist.
His body was suddenly suspended in the air, Feng Qian blinked his eyes, and grabbed the opponent's silver hair.
He chuckled, and walked inside.
"Where are you taking me?"
The boy looked down at her, "Of course it's the bridal chamber, you little fool."
Feng Qian blinked a few times, and grabbed Di Zhao's silver hair.
"Wait, I haven't showered yet."
After finishing speaking, Feng Qian was taken aback.
Well, what the hell did she just say?
How could you say such a thing...
However, the boy stopped, and he smiled lightly, "I was careless."
He turned around and walked towards the hot spring.
Feng Qian pulled Di Zhao's silver hair again, "What do you want?"
The young man's voice was like ripples on the surface of a lake, "Naturally...to help the lady take a bath."
Feng Qian: "...!"
When the body submerged in the hot spring water, Feng Qian had already anticipated the ending.
When the clothes were gradually scattered, the young man's warm and thin lips pressed against his neck, and his delicate kisses fell like raindrops.
Feng Qian's vision was blurred, and then it was dark again.
The scene changed again.
The surroundings are full of noise, the wind is buzzing, and it hurts the eardrums.
Her body is falling.
With a hand wrapped around his waist, Feng Qian opened his eyes and met the young man's delicate face.
There was a ferocious red mark on Di Zhao's delicate and fair side face, which was still oozing with blood.
The wind blew his silver hair messy.
Surrounded by cliffs, the clouds gradually thinned.
The boy opened his wine-red eyes, and pressed her head back into his arms.
He said: "My lady, don't be afraid, I will protect you well."
It was obviously just an illusion, but at this moment, Feng Qian's heart was also touched.
the fool.
She raised her arms to embrace the person in front of her.
After falling for a long time, the two finally fell into the deep pool.
Wrapped in icy water, the overwhelming chill hit.
The hand around her waist gradually loosened, and the blood slowly spread in the water, like a red water chestnut, extremely dazzling.
The boy closed his eyes weakly, and his body gradually sank to the bottom of the pool.