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Because the surrounding water was too cold, and because the biting chill had completely seeped into Fu Zhenhong's bones, the speed of his hand movements became extremely slow.

It is precisely because of this slowness that Yuqing can feel every inch of his fingertips moving against the skin of Yuqing's waist through a layer of clothes.

Yuqing knew that the nine-tailed fox was trying to relieve some of the coolness by hugging him closely. He planned to warn the other party in a cold voice not to move around, but when his eyes touched the nine-tailed fox, it was already freezing. Behind the blue lips, after all, he still didn't say the words of rejection.

He remembered the appearance of this nine-tailed fox demon when it first came to Yuxu Palace, its bright and flamboyant appearance was like a burning and blooming demon flower, its brows and eyes were full of charm, its skin was as white as new snow in early winter, and its lips were the same color. It's also a rose-like red.

Not as it is now.

Dry, pale, like a flower that has lost its moisture and is about to wither.

Forget it, the current situation will appear on the left and right, and most of the reasons are also caused by him.Yuqing pursed her lips, acquiescing to the behavior of the nine-tailed fox demon. As long as half a quarter of an hour passed, the illusion of space in this layer of ice would disappear.

Fu Zhenhong somewhat guessed some of Yuqing's thoughts.

survive?

Visions can be survived, but emotional generation cannot be reversed.

Fu Zhenhong's hand came to Yuqing's abdomen with some stiffness, and he didn't get much relief. He only stayed on Yuqing's abdomen for a few seconds, and then his gaze slowly moved upwards to the Yuqing's chest.

He just quietly looked at Yuqing's chest, watching the golden totem faintly float due to the coldness of the skin and the ups and downs of breathing, so the smooth lines seemed to change from stillness to movement, just in line with this The pale complexion reflects each other, like the thread of Lahas fans winding on the snow-capped mountains.

Fu Zhenhong looked at it very carefully.

Careful to see that Yuqing's concentration, which was originally resisting the cold wave, began to shift, and it shifted to Fu Zhenhong's straightforward gaze.

Yuqing should have felt the cold, but at this moment, the gaze of the nine-tailed fox gave him a vague warmth.Before Yuqing had time to think carefully about the root cause of this sensation, she felt her belt loosen.

This nine-tailed fox demon actually untied his belt!

A crack finally appeared on Yuqing's usually expressionless and cold face. No matter how cold and indifferent he is usually, he was more or less surprised when he suddenly faced Fu Zhenhong's act of unbuttoning his belt without saying a word. arrive.

What made him unable to maintain his composure was that the nine-tailed fox demon not only untied his belt, but even put his hand in, and pressed his palm intimately to his abdomen.This time, without the barrier of clothes and fabrics, it was a real touch.

At this moment, Yuqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he might have stretched out his hand to grab Fu Zhenhong's wrist, wanting to take the hand away, but Fu Zhenhong raised his eyes at this moment, Staring into his eyes, he said, "I'm cold..."

His voice was very soft, trembling with cold, not at all the arrogance and pampering that did not put anyone in the eyes when he was talking to Yuqing at the beginning, on the contrary, there was a trace of grievance Beneath the wetness.

Yuqing's thin lips were tightened, and her amber eyes were deeply focused on Fu Zhenhong, as if she wanted to see directly into Fu Zhenhong's heart through this, and penetrate his thoughts and thoughts together.

Fu Zhenhong blinked her eyes lightly, her lips moved slightly, and under Yuqing's gaze, she repeated those two words again: "Yuqing...I'm cold..."

This was the first time Fu Zhenhong called Yuqing's name in front of him.

Obviously it is the most common name, but when Fu Zhenhong uttered it from Fu Zhenhong's mouth, the short two words carried a beguiling softness and intimacy, like the murmur of a sympathizer, very provocative .

Yuqing still didn't let go of Fu Zhenhong's hand, but the sharp eyes that seemed to see everything seemed to soften a little.

As the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, the name Yuqing was mentioned in other people's mouths is not a small number, but the only one who dared to shout this name in front of him was the ancestor Hongjun who was the Lord of the Dao of Heaven.

But now, apart from his master Hongjun Patriarch, there is actually one more person.

Fu Zhenhong moved her wrist which was held by Yuqing, "Yuqing..." He yelled at the saint in white again.

This time, Yuqing let go.

Fu Zhenhong knew that this was Yuqing's acquiescence.

The other party compromised again.

He seized the opportunity and put his hand on Yuqing's abdomen again, and then moved his hands to the sides of the waist like caressing.

Yuqing's brows were wrinkled, and the slowly moving hand at the waist made his lips tighter, and the lines of his face became more cold and profound because of the tight jawline.

Even the biting chill didn't make Yuqing's body stiff, but at this moment it started to stiffen because of the hand of the nine-tailed fox demon.At the back, when the opponent's palm was attached to his lower back and was stroking to relieve the coldness, Yuqing felt a torture that was a hundred times more difficult than the simple cold attack at the beginning.

He didn't tremble because of the coldness penetrating into his bone marrow, but because of the hand of this nine-tailed fox demon, he had a physiological pimple.

Fu Zhenhong felt the changes in Yuqing's body, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the coolness was relieved by the caress. His originally blue lips also began to improve. Although they had not returned to their usual rosy and moist, they It's already much better.

However, it was precisely because of the pale lips that Fu Zhenhong's smiling appearance at the moment looked like a ghost in desperate need of a cannibal spirit.

"Yuqing...Yuqing..." While Fu Zhenhong was reciting Yuqing's name in a low voice, her fingertips were slowly moving up.

His hands were still cold, and the coolness lingered on Yuqing's straight back, like a venomous snake twisting its cold and slippery body upwards and entangled with a tree that bloomed in the sky. Cedars on top of the mountain.

Because of Fu Zhenhong's movement, Yuqing's top was scattered and was half off by the loose belt. In order to get closer to Yuqing's body to keep warm, Fu Zhenhong's feet moved forward an inch, two The toes stepped firmly on Yuqing's instep.

Also because of his action, the height difference between the two shortened again.

Fu Zhenhong hugged Yuqing tightly, and after putting her chin on Yuqing's shoulder, she held Yuqing's wrist with both hands, leading Yuqing's arm around her waist.

Yuqing didn't dodge and let Fu Zhenhong's hand guide him.

Because of the angle, Fu Zhenhong couldn't see if Yuqing's complexion changed, but he could sense from Yuqing's heavy breathing that the other person's calm had been disturbed by him.

Fu Zhenhong half-closed her eyes, and the chin resting on Yuqing's shoulder began to move along Yuqing's shoulder to Yuqing's neck along with the deflection of her face.

The curve of Fu Zhenhong's jaw is very smooth, the line is thin but still powerful. The closer this sharp touch is to the side of Yuqing's neck, the deeper Yuqing's brows frowned.

After Fu Zhenhong's lips touched Yuqing's neck, Yuqing's arm around Fu Zhenhong's waist suddenly tightened.

Fu Zhenhong couldn't help snorting softly.

The voice was transmitted to Yuqing's eardrums, and it seemed that there was a kind of magical power that went straight to his heart.

Yuqing's amber eyes flickered, and her palms slowly clenched into fists.He counted the time silently in his heart, second after second...

Fu Zhenhong couldn't hear Yuqing's voice counting silently, but could clearly hear Yuqing's heart beating, bang... bang... bang... It wasn't loud, but it couldn't be ignored.

"Yuqing... I'm still so cold..." Fu Zhenhong said slowly with her lips pressed against the skin of Yuqing's neck.

After saying this, Fu Zhenhong didn't think about listening to Yuqing's answer, but opened her lips directly, stretched out two sharp little canine teeth, and bit the skin on the side of Yuqing's neck .

The sharp teeth pierced Yuqing's skin, and the scarlet blood was sucked into Fu Zhenhong's mouth. His identity in this world is a nine-tailed fox demon. Although he is in Su Daji's body now, with time, With the passage of time, he has gradually merged with the main body.

And the human body is inherently attractive to demons.

Yuqing is a highly cultivated celestial being and a saint, and his blood is even more attractive to Fu Zhenhong.

The blood flowed into Fu Zhenhong's throat, and it took effect almost immediately. The blood dispelled the chill in his body, making Fu Zhenhong's complexion more and more rosy, and his pale lips were moving towards the gorgeous The red color turns away.

Yuqing looked at Fu Zhenhong's obvious changes before and after, and at the moment Fu Zhenhong's teeth pierced his skin, she grabbed Fu Zhenhong's hairy hand at the back of her head and paused.

He didn't pull Fu Zhenhong's hair to forcefully pull him away from his neck. Fu Zhenhong's change made Yuqing hesitate.

If the blood can turn the body temperature of this nine-tailed fox demon back and stop holding him, Yuqing will not be stingy with that little blood.

After thinking about it, Yuqing let go of Fu Zhenhong's fingers holding the hair on the back of her head. He withdrew his hand, and his fingertips slid down Fu Zhenhong's satin-like black hair scattered behind him.

In this icy space, there was only phantom chill, the surroundings were very quiet, and the sound of Fu Zhenhong sucking Yuqing's blood could be clearly heard.

No one has ever dared to suck the blood of Yuanshi Tianzun. Although Yuqing is the best tonic for monsters, no monster dares to covet it.

Fu Zhenhong was the first and only one who blatantly obtained Yuqing's acquiescence.

Time passed by second by second...

Yuqing originally remembered the passage of every second very clearly, but now she missed most of it because of Fu Zhenhong.

The feeling of blood loss was not obvious to Yuqing, but in comparison, it was the soft lips touching the neck and the tingling with a little tingling feeling that made Yuqing feel more profound.

Yuqing's eyes looked forward, while his hands clenched and then loosened, then clenched again, and then loosened again, as if adjusting some kind of emotion.

After going back and forth like this several times, Yuqing closed her eyes.

At this time, Fu Zhenhong's sucking of Yuqing's blood slowed down, and a thin blush appeared on his cheeks. Although his body temperature had warmed up, it seemed that he had sucked too much blood, and this blood The concentration was too pure and overbearing, so it was supplemented too much, causing Fu Zhenhong to feel a little drunk in his head now.

Fu Zhenhong's hands lightly rested on Yuqing's shoulders, soft, as if she had no strength. Soon, Fu Zhenhong stopped sucking blood, retracted her teeth, and pressed her lips against Yuqing's neck. Moved,

Yuqing was suspicious, and was about to open his eyes to see the situation, but the next second, he felt the back of his hand being touched by something fluffy.

This is……

Yuqing opened his eyes in an instant, and he lowered his eyes to look at his hands, and when he looked, he saw nine long pure white plush tails swaying gently.

The one that touched the back of his hand just now was one of them.

And this tail, at this moment, was going all the way up the back of his hand, slowly winding up from the wrist.

Yuqing was silent, with a complex emotion pervading in her heart.

This fox demon, after sucking his blood, actually showed his tail...

Just as Yuqing was thinking, a soft thing suddenly touched her chin. The touch of this plush is slightly different from the touch of her hands. This one is softer, thinner and shallower...like ears?

Yuqing lowered her head sideways, looking down at the source of the touch.

Sure enough, the nine-tailed fox demon buried its face on the side of his neck, and on his black hair, there were two small white plush ears, which were pointed and extremely delicate.

Thinking flashed across Yuqing's eyes, his lips moved slightly, and he called Fu Zhenhong: "Nine-tailed fox?"

When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she didn't raise her head, and she didn't respond aloud, but his two little fluffy ears moved, and the tips of the delicate little ears drooped slightly, as if responding to Yuqing who called him.

Yuqing stared at the two plush ears for two seconds, and for some unknown reason, he raised the hand that was not entangled by Fu Zhenhong's tail, and placed it on Fu Zhenhong's ear. Pinch it.

Yuqing's hands were still cold, causing Fu Zhenhong's ears to tremble, and she slowly raised her face buried on the side of Yuqing's neck.