Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 294 You said it, I will carry you back 3
But he didn't do anything else, just put it in his hands to play with, and then let go of her dully.

Nan Jue got up and went back to the couch, lit the stove, put on the prepared wine, watched the wine stove start to bubbling with steam, the aroma of the boiling wine was enveloping, and the hot air was warm Looking at his hand, he waited until the hot wine boiled before he took the cup and filled it up. It was so hot that it looked like poured wine, but he drank it all in one gulp. He didn't seem to feel it was hot, let alone Feeling pain, just eating wine blindly like this.

It wasn't until the fire burned in his heart that he put down the cup drunkenly, lay down lazily on the couch, and breathed hotly with his eyes closed, but after a while, he snorted unhappily, He opened his eyes, and when he stood up, his body swayed slightly, but the target walked into the back room clearly.

He returned to the bed, and hugged the cold person on the bed without thinking.

Very light, still the same as before.

He walked out with her in his arms, kicked open the door, carried her into the yard, and then sat on the stone steps in front of the yard with her in his arms, letting her accompany him to blow the cold wind and hangover.

Not long after sitting there, frost and snow covered her hair. He touched her hair casually, and found that it was covered with snowflakes. There were snowflakes on her hair, but the snow continued to fall, and it was so cold that soon a thin layer of ice mist fell on her drooping eyelashes, gray and white, like frozen ice beauty.

Nan Jue touched her eyelashes again, breaking off the frost and snow on them, then looked at her and smiled slightly, with an intoxicating gleam in his peach eyes, "It's cold, isn't it?"

"I feel cold too."

"However, if you don't tell me that you are cold, if you don't tell me, I will definitely not carry you back."

"If you don't want to die from the cold, just say it."

"You say, I'm cold... It's okay to say it's cold... If you say it, I'll carry you back."

"Or, just move."

……

Nan Jue hugged his son and talked to himself expressionlessly for a long time, but he was really drunk, and even he himself couldn't tell what nonsense he was talking about.

But after talking for a long time without seeing the slightest reaction from the person in his arms, Nan Jue finally snorted coldly, threw the person on the cold stone steps, got up and went back to the house, his Yin Hong robes fluttering in the wind Looking up, the figure is very cold and cruel.

When it was almost dawn, the door was pushed open. Nan Jue hadn't slept all night, but he was very energetic at this time. After opening the door, he leaned against the door and looked lazily at the person he threw on the ground Son, the snowstorm overnight had already froze her to death, and her body was covered with frost and snow.

He looked at her quietly for a long while, then blinked his eyelashes, walked over and hugged her back into the room again, this time directly put the heater beside her.

Then, he sat down at the table beside him, ripped off his clothes, and opened more than half of his chest. He held a light blade out of thin air, and with no expression on his face, he slashed his chest, and then slashed the light blade Stationed in the heart, gouged out the heart blood and dripped it into the bowl.

His movements were quick and crisp, and he quickly took out a bowl of fresh, hot heart blood.

From the beginning to the end, his expression was as normal and casual as usual, without any pain, as if he was just doing something very ordinary.

　-(I don’t know if I expressed it incorrectly. I deleted the sentence last night. There is no doubt that Nan Gu is the hero. Remember to vote after reading it. Good night meow meow.)
　　
　
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