Stunning ruffian concubine: kick off the black belly

Luo Qixi stared at him blankly for a few seconds, closed her eyes, sighed, and stretched out her arms to hug him. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)

She couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in at the moment.

Maybe it was pity, maybe it was. . .

His body was very cold.

Holding her in her arms was like hugging a piece of ice, and the surrounding temperature was so low, she felt getting colder and colder. .The body is also getting more and more tired. [

Gradually, the eyelids became heavy.

She couldn't control the overwhelming drowsiness, and fell asleep with her arms around him.

cold. . .It's really cold. . .

She dreamed that she was standing in the ice and snow wearing only a very thin and thin skirt.

Surrounded by ice and snow, a vast expanse of whiteness.

The cold wind was blowing, and the pain on the body was like a sword piercing the bone.

She hugged her arms tightly and walked in the snow with difficulty, and the heavy snow fell on her head and body one after another under the cold wind. . .

Soon, a layer of snow had accumulated on her body.

While walking, she suddenly slipped and fell heavily on the snow.

Then, it seemed that the whole body had no strength, and it was impossible to get up again.

She lay powerlessly on the snow, looking at the whiteness all around, she felt that she should die here.

She was the only one in such a large snow field.

The goose feather snow was blowing on her body one after another, and she seemed to no longer feel the cold.

The blood in her body froze, and she felt that her blood seemed to have stopped flowing.

She hooked her lips and let out a helpless chuckle.

Will she die here?

Then. .Her body will be covered by the vast expanse of snow.

In the future, even if someone would come here, they would not be able to find her.

The strength in the body was drained little by little. . . [

It was as if her life was being sucked away by the Grim Reaper.

She closed her eyes, resigned herself to her fate,,,

If you die, you die.

For her, death may still be a kind of relief.

She should never have appeared in this world.

Her life should have ended long ago.

Suddenly, just when she had given up her own life and decided to wait for death, a wave of warmth swept over her still numb body, like strands of sunlight melting the snow on her body. . .

Such a warm feeling. . .

Every strand of warmth seeped into her blood from the surface of her skin, melting her coagulated blood little by little.

She felt that the lost strength in her body seemed to come back little by little.

Someone picked her up from the snow.

Hold her tightly in her arms.

His embrace is really warm, so warm that one really wants to stay in his arms forever.

Subconsciously, she approached the person who was holding him, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, greedily absorbing the warmth from his body.

The smell on his body smelled familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

She opened her eyes suspiciously. . .

"Qixi... you're awake."

In front of him was a perfectly elegant, slightly pale and haggard face.

There was deep worry in his dark jewel-like eyes, and turned into joy the moment he met her gaze.

Luo Qixi stared at him blankly for a few seconds, "It's you..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was as hoarse as a scream.

"Yes, it's me... Qixi, don't be afraid, it's okay, everything will be fine, I'll take you away."[