Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 22
Lingjiu thought to himself, could this guy really have snake spirit disease, why did he suddenly have a convulsion?Thinking this way in her heart, she actually looked at the beautiful and delicious face of a young man in front of her, especially the softness in his eyes like water patterns in a clear pool under the moon, a trace of longing for getting close, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Hey... the loveless year.Lingjiu leaned over, put his hands on his shoulders, raised his body and kissed his forehead lightly, then lowered his eyes to meet his, and smiled: "Song Xiaobai, this is the best night kiss."

"Good night kiss?" Song Xueyi tilted her head, wondering.

A small movement, but Meng killed Lingjiu.

"Ahem, it's just a greeting before going to bed."

"Oh." Song Xueyi was thoughtful, and brought soap to wash Lingjiu's body.

Although being a child is not wrong, it is not wrong to have washed once, but Lingjiu still feels a little uncomfortable when a boy washes her body.

"I can wash myself." Lingjiu wanted to grab the soap.

Song Xueyi held up the soap, not knowing if it was intentional to tease the child or not, and said with a smile, "Are you shy again? Didn't you feel good just now?"

Shy your sister!
Lingjiu stared, and the two stared at each other. In the end, Lingjiu gave up on herself and hummed softly, "Your majestic young master doesn't feel embarrassed if you want to serve others. I don't have any embarrassment."

Song Xueyi let out another low laugh.

About half an hour later, the two of them got up from the bath after washing. Lingjiu pulled the silky obscene clothes on her body, knowing that they should be made by Song Xueyi yesterday, and they were delivered according to her size today.

Not a while after her feet landed, she was picked up by Song Xueyi again and walked all the way to the bed.

"Standing barefoot on the ground will catch cold." Song Xueyi sat her on the bed and wiped her feet with a handkerchief.

After a series of hugging, bathing, and dressing, Lingjiu chose a calm and laissez-faire attitude towards what Song Xueyi was doing now.

It's just... I said, what's the matter with you rubbing and rubbing, pinching and kneading my sister's little meaty feet?
Lingjiu was tickled and kicked her feet to signal Song Xueyi to restrain herself.

Song Xueyi did indeed stop his actions, and put Lingjiu's feet under the quilt of the bed, his tone was a bit like discovering a new world, "Jiu'er is so soft, her face is soft, her belly is soft, and her feet are small and soft."

"Is it okay for children to be like this? I call you Xiaobai and you are really Xiaobai." Lingjiu curled her lips, pulled the quilt, and was about to cover her head.

Song Xueyi also went to bed and slept outside the couch, pulled back the quilt funny, revealed Lingjiu's little head, and said to her: "But the only child who dares to approach me is Jiu'er, the child who is willing to approach, let me touch There is only Jiu'er."

Lingjiu's eyes widened at once, and then slowly narrowed, the rebelliousness hidden deep in the eyes softened a little bit.

Song Xueyi lowered her head and kissed her on the forehead, then smiled and said: "More importantly, even if other children are willing to let me touch them, I don't want to touch them. The only child who makes me want to get close to her is Jiu'er."

Lingjiu made a vague sound in his throat, and did not answer his words.

This kid is too good at talking!wipe!The sad thing is to make wool!

At this time, the feeling of his hands being pulled by someone brought Lingjiu back to his senses, and he found himself being pulled into his arms by Song Xueyi, "What are you doing again?"

Song Xueyi blinked, "Make Jiuer's pillow."

Lingjiu was speechless, how could there be a pillow several times bigger than her own!Although she did sleep very well at noon today... By the way, why on earth was she being hugged and slept so well!

Song Xueyi waited for a while, seeing that Lingjiu still didn't respond, his eyes flashed, and he took the initiative to take Lingjiu into his arms.

Lingjiu was about to speak, but the young man buried his chin on her small shoulder and muttered, "Jiu'er is so warm."

"It's because your body is too cold." At such a close distance, Lingjiu naturally felt that Song Xueyi's body temperature was too low, so she blurted out and followed his topic.

"Hmm..." Song Xueyi raised her head slightly, her eyes were shining brightly in the dimness, as if filled with moonlight, "Ju'er, please keep me warm, please."

"..." Did this guy use her as a heater? !
Song Xueyi saw that the person in his arms was silent, but his clear eyes clearly did not refuse at all. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and couldn't help but say the truth, "They all said that I am not in good health. It’s just that I sleep so long every day, but it’s not. It’s just that every time I sleep, it’s so cold that I can’t sleep, no matter how many quilts I put on, or how many stoves I put on, I can’t keep warm.”

Lingjiu listened intently, and stayed quietly in his arms, looking at him quietly with her eyes.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Song Xueyi unconsciously wanted to pour out his heart. He has never felt depressed or uncomfortable, but at this moment he suddenly felt sour, which made him suddenly realize that he It's not that it doesn't matter, it's just that when a person gets used to it, he buries all his emotions in a place that he has forgotten, and it is not triggered until he meets the child in his arms.

"Hmm... If I add too many quilts, I will be oppressed and have difficulty breathing. If I put too much on the stove, my skin will wrinkle and peel from thirst, but I still can't feel warm." Song Xueyi sighed softly, "Even I find it troublesome, let alone others, but my mother was unwilling to give up. It wasn't until the year I was five years old that I deliberately knocked over the stove, which caused water leakage and shocked my mother before I ended all this."

Lingjiu hugged him and asked, "Don't you think I'm warm? Have you ever tried to sleep with someone before?"

She guessed that Song Xueyi's situation was caused by the entry of evil spirits into the body and the lack of yang qi. If she slept with someone with enough yang qi, it should be relieved.

Song Xueyi was silent for several seconds, then said in a low voice, "Yes, yes."

"Is it effective?" Lingjiu asked.

Song Xueyi looked at her silently and didn't speak.

Lingjiu frowned, "Tell me."

"Yes." Song Xueyi said softly: "During that time, I changed people every other day, the shortest two days, the longest less than half a month. At first I thought... I found out later that they died. Death, mad madness, wounded wounds."

Lingjiu froze.The first thing she thought of was not the group of human-shaped heaters, but the trauma of Song Xueyi, who was only a few years old, after knowing all this.

People are selfish, those human-shaped heaters may be innocent, but she doesn't know them, her heart is naturally inclined to Song Xueyi, this young man who has been remembered by her since the first sentence he said.

Song Xueyi misunderstood that the child in her arms was afraid, afraid of herself.

That's right, what child is not afraid of unknown death?Even I, who knew everything at the beginning, was frightened when I saw the end of the person who gave me a little warmth.

"Because of this, you didn't let anyone sleep with you anymore?" Lingjiu asked.

(End of this chapter)