My bodyguard is super cold

What did he just do!

This glass of milk was meant to be consecrated, but he actually drank it himself.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Jiang Yuanbao felt that his body was getting hot.

"Feng Sheng, I..." Jiang Yuanbao looked at Feng Sheng with fiery eyes, and he never had any reservations about Feng Sheng.

However, he originally wanted Feng Sheng to drink it, so that he could not help attacking him, not himself...

The young master blushed completely, and he was still holding the book in his hand: "I still have something to do, I'm leaving first."

At this moment, the young master was timid and slipped away.

Back in the room, Jiang Yuanbao wrapped himself in the quilt, but the effect of the medicine gradually increased, he only felt his body was numb and numb as if thousands of ants were gnawing on him, he really wanted something cold to reduce the fire, Want someone to hug him.

Jiang Yuanbao doesn't know much about men and women, and he has never watched a small movie, so he rarely masturbates by himself.

He was so well protected by his family that he didn't understand anything.

Now, the effect of that kind of medicine came up, it was the most primitive and instinctive desire of human beings to want to have sex. He took off all his clothes, but it was still very uncomfortable.

It's already midnight, my parents are already asleep, and the servants are already resting.

Jiang Yuanbao endured his discomfort and searched the Internet for the antidote.

Seeing someone on the Internet saying that you can take a cold shower, Jiang Yuanbao rushed into the bathroom.

It was only the beginning of April, the temperature was not high, and the cold water slapped on his fiery skin, which was bitingly cold.

But the heat in the body, coupled with the cold water, didn't work at all.

It was really hot, and that desire-desire was clamoring in his body, he slapped himself twice but it didn't work, and taking a cold shower still didn't work.

Feng Sheng, he really wants Feng Sheng, he wants Feng Sheng to hug him and touch him.

Jiang Yuanbao couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that his body was no longer his own, as if it was about to explode.

He turned off the faucet, his already cold legs were trembling, then he wrapped himself in a bath towel and ran into the room of Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng doesn't usually lock the door because Jiang Yuanbao will go in at any time.

Now Feng Sheng's room was pitch black, but the moment Jiang Yuanbao opened the door, Feng Sheng woke up.

This is the vigilance of a bodyguard, Feng Sheng sleeps very lightly, as long as there is any movement, he will wake up.

"Feng Sheng." Jiang Yuanbao's voice was tinged with exhaustion, it was very hoarse, and there was a bit of grievance.

Jiang Yuanbao came in directly, then lifted Feng Sheng's quilt, and climbed onto Feng Sheng's bed.

In the darkness, Jiang Yuanbao found Feng Sheng so easily, and he threw himself on Feng Sheng's body with a crying voice: "Feng Sheng, I feel so uncomfortable."

"Master." Feng Sheng was thrown into his arms, but he felt a coldness emanating from the whole body of the person in his arms.

"Feng Sheng, help me, I'm really uncomfortable." Jiang Yuanbao just wrapped a bath towel and rubbed it on Feng Sheng's body twice. Well dressed.

The moment his skin touched Feng Sheng, Jiang Yuanbao felt unprecedented satisfaction, so comfortable, but also so empty.

Instinct had already overwhelmed reason, Jiang Yuanbao lay on Feng Sheng's body, he raised his head, and kissed Feng Sheng's face indiscriminately, without the slightest trick.

The body still had a faint milky smell, which stimulated Feng Sheng's nerves.

"Young Master, why are you so cold? Have you taken a cold shower?" Feng Sheng's breathing became short in an instant, and his voice became icy cold.