Chapter 709

In this situation, of course, Tang Qing can't say anything.

Ambergris has no antidote, so does the dragon scale beard, which has the same effect as it.

She can't let herself lose her temper. She can only bite her teeth and pretend that nothing has happened, but the body has responded honestly.

Night Mo Cheng listens to her mouth saying it's OK, but her cheeks are reddish and her fine eyelashes are trembling. Even her indifferent eyebrows are gorgeous at the moment. When has he seen such a picture of a little fool? Even the puppet alchemist who was enchanting to the extreme didn't have such a thrilling beauty.

The heart suddenly missed a clap. It was clear that it was freezing all around, but he felt his inexplicable heat. The heat from the deep of his bones and blood made him want to strip off his clothes and roll up several circles in the snow.

All of a sudden, he blamed the people around him for being too attractive, not something else.

"Nannan, why don't you eat?"

He didn't know how much he had picked, enough for her to eat for a long time, but she had a small mouth before, but now she was holding the snowball in her hand. It's hard to bear the cold at the top of the snow field. Even the snow here is different from that in other places. The little fool's accomplishments are not so good. Even the cold here can't stand it. Playing snowball. It's not a struggle!

In order to relieve the heat in her body, Tang Qing simply dug out a snowball from her feet to play with it. At the same time, she distracted her attention and tried to resist the unexplained heat. So of course, she couldn't put down the snowball. She just said, "no matter how delicious the food is, I'm tired of eating too much. I'm going to go back and enjoy it slowly."

Night Mo Cheng does not doubt him, but this snowball can not let her play again.

"If it's not interesting, I'll take you to other places and stop playing with the snowball."

Snowball has been playing for so long, and it is not about to melt. Instead, it is the little fool's hand, which is red with cold. He is very distressed.

Tang Qing is not easy to find some ways to relieve her. She just shakes her head, only to see that the other side can't refuse to grab her snowball, and then she just throws it away.

She stared at her eyes with a trace of nameless anger, but only she knew that this was not anger at all, but that fire!

Night ink originally saw her willful also want to say something, but when he grabbed the snowball, his hand from her fingertips, but suddenly found that her body seems to be something wrong.

The wind is cold. How can the little girl's fingertips smoke?

"Nannan, are you not feeling well?"

Tang Qing would admit, "no, I'm fine."

Her dead duck's mouth is hard. At night, Mo Cheng simply doesn't speak much anymore. She holds her hot hands directly. She thought that the red was frozen. Now she realized that where was frozen, it was just hot! Then up a few minutes, the original white jade like face, climbed a red cloud, very suspicious.

It's freezing. It's not too cold to turn white. Is it still red? Absolutely not normal! In addition to the hot skin, night Mo Cheng said nothing, pulled people to their own face, the face is undoubtedly sullen, "still want to deceive me?"

The other side cares about herself. She doesn't know where, but she dug this hole. She won't admit it anyway. She bit her teeth and resisted the impulse of putting people down. She said without expression: "I don't know either."

"Don't know? Do you know that your body is different? "

"Well, it just feels a little hot."

As soon as this words came out, Mo Cheng smiled, but the smile was not a little smile, but it was cold and terrible. "Anan, I remember you are a doctor. Since that, how can you not know what you are different at this time?"

He's angry. She's still on her guard.

"A doctor cannot cure himself." During the conversation, Tang Qing stooped again, unable to throw someone down. She could only choose to hold the snowball again and try to ease it. However, her hands had not yet touched the cold snow at her feet, but they were held again.

It's holding, in fact, it's dragging.

"The snow on the top of the snow field is easy to be frostbitten. You're boiling hot now. Don't use this to cool down." She wouldn't say, but he couldn't let it go. People who are too smart to be able to do so in ordinary times have a dull head. Just like stupid people, they suddenly use extremely cold things to drive away heat in extreme heat, but their bodies can't bear it.

The snowball is gone. Instead, she is caught by a pair of hotter hands. Tang Qing's eyes, like water mist, are almost coming out of the water. What does it mean that she can't live!

The reason began to dissipate, and she stared at Mo Cheng at night, from the cold at the beginning to the hot at the end, which was just blinking.

"You forced me to do it."

The taut thread in my mind can no longer be stretched. When it snapped off, all sense disappeared.

Night Mo Cheng has not had time to make any response, people were rude pushed on the ground, followed by a fiery body so close up.

Such a zero distance contact makes the difference in her more and more clear.

It's just that the fingers are a little hot. The whole body is too hot!

If he had changed his routine, the little fool would throw himself into his arms, and Mo Cheng would have been very excited. But now all his thoughts are on her abnormal body, and he stifles all the changes in her body. "Nannan, what are you doing?"

Tang Qing took the initiative to join in, but the other party was not moved. He said angrily, "you are not a man, ye Mo Cheng!"

Night Mo Cheng a Leng, how he is not a man, because he is a man, so he can not take advantage of the empty!

"Tell me what happened to you first."

Tang Qing feels that she can't do what she wants to do at dawn. Although at first she just wants to wait for someone to break out and give up her initiative, in today's situation, night Mo Cheng is bound to pity her more because of guilt, and she can also follow the trend to do the demons several times, so that the task bar will rise again.

But as a result, I don't know if I should be moved or angry. All the thoughts of this guy are on her body, which is not what she wants!

Tang Qingdi beats someone, so he presses Mo Cheng on the snow. His eyes are fixed on him. They are so hot that they want to swallow him.

Night Mo Cheng is not stupid. It's really weird. But in a short period of time, he found something wrong. The hot and dry which he ignored before is more and more obvious now. Even his body is obviously boiling hot, just like pressing her own little girl.

Along the way, they had nothing to eat except the dragon scale beard.

"It's dragon scale beard..."

When did it all come? This Lord was still in dragon scale beard. Tang Qing thought that he was wordy, but he directly bent over and bit his lips.

Flexible tongue into the other side's mouth, lips and teeth intertwined, incomparable intimacy.