Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 533 Blind Zero and the Wolf General She Picked Up 7
Having been with the old fritters of the host for a long time, it is no longer the pure three-good system it used to be.

At least now, it can more or less guess Bai Ling's thoughts.

——Probably because the male protagonist is so pure and innocent, obviously he hasn’t been dyed as dark as in the original text. In this way, it is relatively easier to turn him from a young [beep——] literary male protagonist into a normal male protagonist .

Just like what 233 thought, Bai Ling was really in a good mood.

In her eyes, young cubs are like soft and easy-to-knead crystal mud, always full of plasticity, and they will feel better when they see it.

If she was really asked to face a male stud pile driver...she really wasn't very willing to do it.

Although this plane is not as strict as other ancient planes, it still retains similar customs more or less.

For example, in front of the opposite sex, exposing parts other than hands, feet, face and neck, it feels like... Guoben in reality.

Cang Xuan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled uneasily, his hands moved slightly under the quilt, and he concentrated on wrapping himself with the cloth.

No matter how good his background was when he was a child, the few years he lived in a slave workshop gave him an unconcealable inferiority complex.

... He is just a lowly servant, the innocent girl in front of him, it is wrong for him to get close, let alone let the other party see... stain her eyes.

As a result, when Cang Xuan endured the pain on his body and tried hard to wrap himself into a cocoon, the object he was worried about getting dirty suddenly came over by himself.

Bai Ling completely ignored the other party's shyness and strangeness, groped to the side of the bed, raised his hand naturally, and put it on Cang Xuan's forehead.

The soft and cool cloth slid over the pale cheeks of the young man, and the faint scent of soap from the exaggerated cuffs rushed to his face, enveloping his whole body.

This sudden intimacy and closeness made Cang Xuan's whole body tense up, and his mind went blank.

The vigilance formed during the years of training made him instinctively resist strange things, and he raised his hand unconsciously, trying to push the opponent away.

However, when his hand was about to touch Bai Ling, for some reason, he resisted the impulse forcefully, slowly retracted his hand, clenched it into a fist and put it back on his knee, lowered his head and assumed a docile posture.

The passage of time seemed to have slowed down countless times, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the sound of the two people's entangled breathing could be vaguely heard.

Cang Xuan felt more pressure every second.

Just when he couldn't help but tilt his head, and wanted to back away from the intimacy and kindness that made him feel helpless, the person beside the bed suddenly stood up straight and took his hands away.

The comfortable atmosphere gradually moved away, and while Cang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, he still had some undetectable regrets in his heart.

Before he could grasp the flash of emotion, Bai Ling said worriedly, "You have a fever."

Suddenly being called to, Cang Xuan couldn't help but look up at her, and after meeting his eyes, he lowered his eyes abruptly and hummed in a flustered manner.

... I don't know if it's really a fever, or because I was too nervous just now.

Right now, he really felt dizzy in his head, his head obviously didn't move, but his vision seemed to be shaking slightly, and he couldn't even sit still.

The person beside the bed was keenly aware of his abnormality, Bai Ling rubbed his fingertips hidden in his sleeves slightly, and glanced at the young boy who looked like a stiff stone statue, and felt that this person was really burned very badly. Like a suckling pig just out of the oven...

(End of this chapter)