Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

Li Wenzhao led Jianghuai all the way northward, passed tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and set foot on the road to Kunlun Snow Mountain in the howling cold wind.

After staying at Uliasu Terrace, the weather is ready for snow. In the distant sky, as far as the eye can see, there are endless mountains, and the snow falls on the mountains, covering them with a thick layer of white.

At this time, the sun was not hidden, and it was actually a rare sun and snow.

The snow floated down through the dim light and shadow, Li Wenzhao didn't hold an umbrella, his body was covered with broken snow.

Jiang Huai's hands were almost frozen by the wind, and he rubbed his hands vigorously beside him, trying to relieve some of the coldness.

Seeing this, Li Wenzhao took his hand and breathed hot air on his palm: "Did it freeze?"

Jiang Huai shook his head, his hands seemed to be soaked in ice water, they were red from the cold, Li Wenzhao gave him hot air, he couldn't feel the hot air, but he could feel the itching stimulated by the heat.

Li Wenzhao squeezed his hand tightly, and said with a smile: "It's Master's fault, I forgot that you can't help freezing."

As he said, he took off his burqa, put it on Jiang Huai, wrapped him tightly, took his hand, and stuffed it into his arms, so as to warm his frozen hands.

Jiang Huai's hand was like ice balls, just touching Li Wenzhao's chest, even Li Wenzhao was startled for a moment.

Probably seeing the sudden change in Li Wenzhao's face, Jiang Huai pulled out his hand again, and said in a low voice, "My hands are too cold, so it's better not to let them go, I just rub them myself."

Li Wenzhao just laughed, pulled Jiang Huai's hand back, and stuffed it in again, not allowing him to pull it out again, and then transformed into a mysterious umbrella, blocking the oncoming wind and snow.

After a long journey, when we arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the snow had stopped. Li Wenzhao flew down with an umbrella in one hand and Jiang Huai in the other. The two stood at the entrance of the town at the foot of the mountain and walked towards the town together.

There were people coming and going in the town, yelling and greetings were mixed together, the scene was full of excitement, Li Wenzhao knew the way, and brought Jiang Huai to a theater building.

Looking at the plaque, Jiang Huai felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Li Wenzhao didn't say a word, as soon as he put away the umbrella on his side, the guy on the other side put on a smiling face and took them to the box graciously, looking very familiar.

Jiang Huai held his hand and entered the box with him.

The brazier in the private room was burning hotly. As soon as I stepped in, I felt warm all over my body. There were still tea cups and pastries on the table, all of which were about to be ready and still steaming.

Li Wenzhao asked him to sit down first, and then told the waiter to bring over a warm towel.

"Master, why would you want to come here?" Jiang Huai sat on the grand master's chair, took Li Wenzhao's hand, and wanted him to sit next to him.

"I used to come here when I had nothing to do, and stay for a few days." Li Wenzhao poured him a cup of hot tea, handed it over, and continued, "This is the Kunlun Snow Region, my childhood home."

Jiang Huai was surprised, and nodded again, no wonder it looks familiar... So this is the place in the nightmare.

The clerk came back quickly with a hot towel, Li Wenzhao took it, squatted down, and wiped Jiang Huai's hands: "It's too cold outside, it's Master's fault, I'll take you to wash it later."

Jiang Huai raised his eyes and saw that the guy's eyes were about to pop out, his face blushed slightly, he immediately snatched the handkerchief over, and whispered, "I'd better do it myself."

"It's all wiped off." Li Wenzhao took back the towel, threw it to the boy, took another blanket, covered Jiang Huai's lap, and said, "It's cold, cover it up."

"Got it." Jiang Huai responded with a smile.

The man leaned over to Li Wenzhao, and whispered, "Master, the person you are looking for is already waiting for you."

Just as Jiang Huai wanted to ask who it was, he saw Li Wenzhao turned sideways and said to himself: "You wait for me for a while, I have something to do." After saying that, he turned and left without giving Jiang Huai a chance to speak.

The clerk retreated behind Li Wenzhao, Jiang Huai poked his head to look, but he could only see an endless stream of guests, most of the guests here were dressed in brocade clothes and jade pendants around their waists, they could still hear greetings from time to time, and could vaguely see them. It was identified as the son of a noble family from a famous family.

The Kunlun Snow Region is the way to heaven, so there are many distinguished guests here, most of whom are monks or descendants of aristocratic families.

The play downstairs was about to start, and the gongs and drums kept beating, Jiang Huai got up and ran to the window, opened the window, only saw the staff and guests coming and going downstairs, but not Li Wenzhao.

Who is looking for him?Why not?The show is about to start, and there are still no people in sight... No wonder there are people to greet you when you first arrive, it turns out that you have an appointment in advance.

Jiang Huai was unhappy, his heart was not smooth, and the roots of his teeth were sore and weak.

Could it be that the girl on a tryst has gone?He guessed wildly, his eyes flicked over the crowd of figures one by one, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.

He waited for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of leather boots trampling on the floor in the corridor outside.

Jiang Huai quickly closed the window and sat back. In order not to let Li Wenzhao see it, he pretended nothing happened and took a snack and bit it.

Footsteps followed.

Jiang Huai suppressed the desire to look up, and continued to bite the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand. The sandalwood all over the room became weaker with the arrival of Li Wenzhao. The dust pressure goes down.

Li Wenzhao walked up to him in two steps, and put the things in his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Only then did Jiang Huai raise his head, and asked awkwardly, "Are you back?" in a dissatisfied tone.

"En." Li Wenzhao smiled, his eyes fell on the blanket he was pressing/under, "Why don't you cover it up, is it because you feel hot?"

"Ah?" Under his reminder, Jiang Huai suddenly realized that he had forgotten to pick up the blanket, and hurriedly pulled it to the side, covering up, "Yes, it's a bit hot. There is a charcoal basin in the room, and it would be disgusting to cover it with this." hot."

Li Wenzhao didn't sit down, but stood in front of him.

Jiang Huai lowered his head, and saw that the shards of snow on his boots had melted, leaving snow watermarks on the ground when he walked over.

Where did you go just now, why didn't you explain to yourself?Jiang Huai waited until he felt flustered, but he didn't see Li Wenzhao before speaking.

"Come on, Master holds you." Li Wenzhao said suddenly.

Jiang Huai was obedient, got up, let Li Wenzhao sit on it first, and sat on his lap himself.

Li Wenzhao covered his half body with the blanket, saw his gloomy face, smiled and brought over the bowl on the table, and said: "The person who just waited outside was the person who brought the fruit, and you need fresh fruit to make dried fruit. I want to make it for you myself, so I wasted a little time, did you wait in a hurry just now?"

He could see his little thoughts.

Jiang Huai looked at the bowl in his hand and whispered, "No."

Li Wenzhao chuckled, stayed quiet for a while, and solved the greatest confusion for him: "I have never had any relationship before, you can rest assured about this, instead of guessing in your heart, it is better to ask directly, when will Master lied to you?"

This is true.Jiang Huai said nothing, just pursed his lips and smiled.

Li Wenzhao stirred the sugar water in the bowl, picked up a large piece of dried apricot with a spoon, and fed it to his mouth: "Taste it."

Jiang Huai took a bite and asked, "You come here often, so when they see you, they know what to prepare for you?"

"Smart." Li Wenzhao smiled, fearing that he would feel the dried apricots were sour, he took a spoonful of sugar water and fed him.

The rock sugar is freshly boiled, and it is warm and sweet in the mouth when it is ready. There is also a layer of sweet-scented osmanthus juice on top, and raisins, which can counteract the sourness.

"Isn't Master not fond of sweets?" Jiang Huai asked.

"Except for this one," Li Wenzhao said, "It was my favorite food when I was young, and I want you to try it now."

"It's really delicious," Jiang Huai praised without hesitation, "Master's craftsmanship is better."

Li Wenzhao put the bowl back on the table and smiled.

The outside play started early, full of famous actors and actresses, entering the arena with the sound of gongs and drums. Li Wenzhao hugged Jiang Huai, leaned against the window to watch, and knocked two nuts for him from time to time.

Hesitating because it had just snowed, the chill outside only increased and never faded. When the two of them were talking, white mist kept coming out. The charcoal basin was still burning in the room, but it was still warm.

"Too thin, this day, eat more, tell Master what you want to eat, and let someone make it for you when you go back." Li Wenzhao put his hand on Jiang Huai's waist, holding his waist, "Is there any food for you?" Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Jiang Huai replied, he held Li Wenzhao's hand under the blanket, and rubbed the lines on the back of his hand with his fingertips, sliding it back and forth.

Li Wenzhao freed one hand and took a sip of tea. For some reason, Jiang Huai felt that the heat of his breath became heavier.

"Master, is something uncomfortable?" Jiang Huai said, suddenly lowered his head and became silent, changing his mind from worrying.

The two of them are sticky together, their legs are touching their legs, their senses are so clear that even subtle changes in their bodies can be sensed by each other, but fortunately there is a blanket covering them to cover them up.

Li Wenzhao's palms were hot and humid with sweat stains, Jiang Huai and his hands were clasped together, his face became redder and his body was hot.

"Listen to the show for a while." Li Wenzhao said to him.

Jiang Huai didn't say anything, his eyes wandered, he didn't look at the scene outside the window, he only looked at the state under the blanket, and then his mind seemed to ripple, floating away, and his head fainted for a moment.

Li Wenzhao's hands rested on his thighs, catching his clothes little by little, making them all messy.

This reaction was too obvious, Jiang Huai couldn't calm down, so he had to pretend to be stupid and ignore it, but half of his bones were brittle, even if he pretended not to notice, he couldn't resist Li Wenzhao's tricks of succession/huan.

Li Wenzhao hugged him up again, letting him completely press down on the place where he was alive and well.

"I...or else I'd better come down." Jiang Huai really couldn't distract himself, and now he was outside again, so people could see what he was doing.

Li Wenzhao held his waist, didn't let him move, pressed his ears, and said in a low voice: "Give Shizun a hug for a while."

"...Well." Jiang Huai lowered his head and forced himself to focus on the stage outside, but no matter how much he opened his eyes to look at it, he was absent-minded.

"Come on, turn around." Li Wenzhao hugged him, pressing against his forehead, the cold wind was blowing outside the window, but it couldn't blow away the heat in the room.

Jiang Huai's breathing became heavier, and his mind went blank. The unprecedented touch felt against him, making him feel that his body was no longer his own. , the heat is close to each other, and the water is dripping.

The long-lost ambiguity made him seem to return to the days and nights when he and Li Wenzhao were in Jiuyi Mountain, where they were tender in every possible way and reconciled with each other through hundreds of turns.

"Is it okay here too...?" Jiang Huai asked softly, panting, "Would it be bad..."

"As long as you want, you can go anywhere." Li Wenzhao sucked his lips lightly, and when speaking, he untied his folds.

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