you are my white moonlight

The towering peaks piled up with silver-white snow, and the sky became more and more gloomy.

A black figure was about to move under the pure white cover, a pair of bony hands suddenly stretched out from the snowdrift, and the sky began to scatter snowflakes.

Although most of his body was sunk in the snow pit, the man's powerful aura still cannot be ignored.

The Italian handmade suit has been soaked with snowflakes, and the slightly open neckline has turned red from the cold.

Shao Tingchen felt that the heat from his whole body was gradually disappearing, and his legs lost consciousness due to being immersed in the snow for too long, "Damn it."

It's smart enough to pick him up when he's alone.

The scene must have been dealt with, the communication equipment has become a decoration at this time, and the mobile phone was thrown to the side of the snow.

The snowflakes were like goose feathers, and no one rushed over.

The handsome face like a crown of jade evoked a sneer, is it possible that he, Shao Tingchen, is going to freeze to death here?
……

The sound of footsteps became clearer and approaching, Jian Youqing clenched the box in her hand, and retreated carefully to the balcony to prepare to leave.

The right path was full of people on the other side, and the only way for her to escape was to take a detour and pass through the snow-capped mountains on the side.

The depth of the feet is different, and it is not expected to trip over obstacles.

It was only when he fixed his eyes that he realized that there was an arm in front of him, but in the blink of an eye he was pushed down under him. It was a face that was too beautiful.

She is coquettish yet masculine, with profound features, so delicate that it seems that God himself made the knife.Although the short black hair was slightly disheveled and stained with white snowflakes, it was hard to hide his fierceness in the embarrassment, and some kind of lust emerged from the man's pitch-black pupils.

The purpose of giving up struggling was to preserve his strength and wait for rescue, but since there are warm-up tools delivered to his door, he does not intend to refuse.

Dazhang quickly began to untie her coat, Jian Youqing raised his knife and slashed at him, but was stopped by him halfway.

Her lower lip was about to bleed from being bitten tightly, but she couldn't struggle even a little with all her strength.

Shao Tingchen roared with red eyes, "Don't struggle fearlessly."

As the movement continued, Jian Youqing really felt flustered, "Let me go! Let go..."

I don't know when he escaped from the deep snow, like a heavy mountain pressing on her body, Jian Youqing raised her foot and kicked it, but he dodged it, and failed to raise her hand to lock her throat, and was caught by his wrist with one hand. overhead.

Madman, he is a madman.

Fear, more humiliation, eroded her heart a little bit, Jian Youqing trembled: "How can I let me go..."

He was satisfied with the appearance of this kind of prey struggling to gradually lose their fighting spirit under the hunt, which can fully satisfy his desire to conquer. Shao Tingchen's breath was cold, "The training is good, but the fire is still a little bit off."

He has been in this icy world for too long, and having sex with a woman in time can stimulate the secretion of adrenaline and convert glycogen into ATP function. Only in this way can he possibly save his life.

Jian Youqing's whole body tensed up.

Knowing that the struggle was futile, Jian Youqing's eyelids turned red almost instantly, and she growled, "Sir, are you not afraid that I have an infectious disease? The smell of festering and stinking all over the body is not good."

Shao Tingchen's devilish smile explained everything, he said without hesitation: "Thank you for your concern, but what should I do, I would rather die of illness than freeze to death."

It was the first time for Jian Youqing to feel her own weakness. She was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Her upturned neck was as white as porcelain, and she looked at him with cold eyes, "Sir, I wish you a bad death."

As crystal tears slipped from the corners of the eyes, "Tear!" was the sound of the fabric breaking.

Shao Tingchen's voice was hoarse and his lips curled up, "Don't worry, I will live a long life."

Tearing pain, from the inside out.

Jian Youqing thought, after this time... I am afraid that she will completely cut off her thoughts about him.

She was already deep in the quagmire, but after this time, she became even dirtier.

She really doesn't deserve him like this.

After an unknown amount of time, Jian Youqing's whole body was cold and she could only breathe a sigh of relief. Before her vision blurred, she saw the back of him leaving.

Although the suit is muddy, it still cannot conceal the innate air of king.

The handmade leather shoes left imprints in the snow, and the cloudy sky was still not as gloomy as the man's face, and a group of people in black rushed out to greet him.

Looking fearful and afraid of death, Shao Tingchen turned the diamond ring in his left hand, "Don't tell me, the diamond is lost."

"Boom!" It was the voice of everyone kneeling.