This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1275 The river **** is above (21)

  The Princess of the North Sea...

  Xuanying's head started to hurt again.

   "Xuanying, you have to take him back..."

   Xuanying's mind suddenly flashed this sentence, who to arrest? Princess Beihai?

  Why?

  Can't remember, it hurts...

  Xuan Ying suddenly fell into a warm embrace, and the soft voice fell on his ears, as if with a stable power.

"Forget it."

   Chuzheng stroked his back and lowered his voice to comfort him.

   Xuan Ying didn't know whether it was in severe pain or what, she took the initiative to put her arms around her waist and buried her face in her lower abdomen.

  Xuan Ying woke up, he was still hugged by Chuzheng, the two of them were indescribably intimate.

  The place where the skin touched, the warmth slowly spread over, as if it could give his cold body a little warmth.

   For a moment, Xuan Ying thought, just like this... keep going, sinking into that warmth.

  This thought came up suddenly and without warning, but Xuanying didn't want to resist.

   Wrong!

  Xuan Ying stepped back abruptly, pushed Chu Zheng aside, and fell down on the soft carved couch.

   "What did you do to me just now?" How could he have such thoughts, absolutely impossible!

   Chuzheng was a little dazed, but he didn't show it on his face, and said in a low voice, "I'll hug you."

  Xuan Ying checked his body very quickly, and found nothing abnormal, so he could only say: "Men and women are not intimate, Miss Chuzheng, please respect yourself."

   Chuzheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, very righteously: "If you give it a little more, you will be kissed."

  Xuanying: "..."

  Xuan Ying sat up from the soft couch, tidied up his clothes, and put on a calm and noble appearance: "I have never seen the painting that Miss Chuzheng just mentioned."

"Oh."

  Chuzheng didn't plan to ask about this, after all, a good person would get a headache if she couldn't remember it, and it was uncomfortable to look at her.

   That painting was put away by her just now.

  Xuanying saw that Chuzheng was standing still, so he had to order the expulsion: "Miss Chuzheng, if you have nothing to do, please go out."

   Go out and go out!

  Who cares!

   Chuzheng turned and left, closing the hall door with a 'bang'.

  Xuan Ying listened to the sound of the door closing, her straight body gradually loosened, and finally she was soft on the soft couch.

  Absurd thoughts entangled him like vines, and they kept slashing and eroding him.

   Xuanying couldn't rest at all.

   As long as he closed his eyes, what floated in front of him was the little girl's every move, so clearly it seemed to be engraved in his mind.

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   There is still no difference between day and night in the valley, and Chuzheng did not come to call him. Xuanying stayed in the hall for a long time before coming out, called Chuzheng, and went to the front to take a look.

Outside the    valley is a rolling snow-capped mountain.

  In the valley, the spring flowers are in full bloom, but outside is a vast expanse of snow-capped mountains, and the temperature on both sides is not affected at all.

  The wind and snow swept wildly, making it difficult to walk.

"cold?"

  Xuan Ying came up from behind and saw Chuzheng standing with her arms crossed, expressionless.

   Chuzheng glanced at him inexplicably: "It's not cold."

   Xuan Ying silently took off his jacket and put it over her. The clothes are too long, the first zheng is draped, and the hem of the clothes winds in the snow.

   Chuzheng pulled the hem of his clothes and emphasized, "I'm really not cold."

  Xuan Ying thought she was stubborn: "Your mortal body, cold is normal."

   Chuzheng: "..."

   I'm really not cold! !

   Chuzheng suppressed the words behind her in the broken thoughts of the King, and slowly gathered her clothes and walked towards the front.

  The snow blows from one direction. If you look closely, you will find that the snow does not fall on Chuzheng at all.

   "Xuanying, you want to return to the God Realm for revenge, right?"

   Chuzheng's voice was shattered by the wind and snow, but it still fell in Xuan Ying's ears.

   The tall and straight man in front of him paused for a moment, and the snow flakes rustled, falling into his hair, his shoulders... The hand that fell on his side was slowly clenched into a fist.

   loosened for a moment, Qingyue's voice penetrated the snow, and the words were firm: "I swore that as long as I don't die, I will go back and seek justice."

   His palm suddenly warmed and was held by someone.

   "I'll accompany you."

  Xuan Ying suddenly looked sideways, the surprise in his eyes was not concealed by the wind and snow: "Why?"

   "You are mine." Chuzheng clenched his hand and made a solemn promise: "Whatever you want, I will help you."

   The raging wind and snow pulled out a whimpering sound, and the rushing and icy wind blew the two people's clothes and tumbled.

   The blue silk fluttered in the wind and snow, tangled together, and it was impossible to tell who it belonged to.

   "Shameless!"

  Xuan Ying threw off the zheng suddenly and walked forward, the wind and snow covered his panic.

   When the icy and turbulent wind blew, Xuan Ying instantly calmed down.

   He is an unintentional person, how can he feel so messy.

   Chuzheng chased after him with his clothes up.

   "Don't come near me!"

   "This road is not yours, why can't I go."

"you……"

  The figures of the two were gradually swallowed by the wind and snow, and in the rolling cold wind, the figures of the two were blurred, as if they were one.

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  Chuzheng annoyed Xuan Ying, so Xuan Ying didn't say a word to her next. As soon as Chuzheng approached, Xuan Ying dodged to the other side.

   Chuzheng tossed a few times, but he was too lazy to care about him.

  The continuous snow-capped mountains have no end, Chuzheng feels that something is wrong with what he sees.

   At this time, Chu Zheng felt that Xuan Ying was right in saying that her body was a mortal body.

   The light in front of Chuzheng's eyes is getting darker and darker.

   She gradually stopped.

   "Xuanying, I can't see." Chuzheng calmly shouted towards the front.

   The howling wind drowned her voice.

  No one responded to her, and the wind was getting worse.

  Xuan Ying walked fast, she could only see a vague back of him just now, maybe she didn't hear it...

  The falling snow gradually obscured her figure. The thin and slender figure was indescribably lonely.

   Chuzheng was plunged into darkness in front of her eyes. Snow blindness was caused by her physical hardware, and she couldn't control it at all.

   Just when Chuzheng calmly thought about whether to continue walking, or wait for her eyes to get better before walking, her body was suddenly pulled, and she fell into a cold embrace.

"what happened?"

   Xuanying's voice sounded, mixed with tension that he didn't even notice.

   "Snow blindness."

   Chuzheng's tone was very calm, and he was not worried about his current situation at all.

  Xuanying doesn't know what snow blindness is. Literally, it is probably related to the current snowstorm.

   He frowned: "Is it serious?"

   "Just take a rest."

  Xuanying did not doubt what Chuzheng said. He looked around and saw snow-capped mountains.

   After they walked in the snow for so many days, Xuan Ying would sometimes forget that she was just a mortal.

  Xuan Ying hesitated and hugged Chuzheng: "Hold me."

   Chuzheng gave an indifferent 'oh', stretched out his hand and groped around Xuan Ying's neck.

  Xuan Ying obviously didn't get used to it, but Chu Zheng didn't feel it. He even leaned on his shoulder and instructed him: "You can find a place to avoid it, I'll take it easy."

  Xuanying: "..."

   (end of this chapter)