When Jiang Qingfan woke up, he was still holding Jun Li in his arms.
She complained of heat at night. Jiang Qingfan was in a hurry and had no time to take out the beads from his magic weapon for her to hold. He simply rolled her to the edge of the box. He leaned against the edge, and the coldness flowed through his body to hers.
His body temperature was originally high, and after the high temperature, the icy temperature turned into a slight chill. When it reached her, it was neither cold nor hot.
She felt comfortable and settled down. Jiang Qingfan felt cold on his back, but the place where they were connected was hot, like ice and fire.
There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and she looked aggrieved even when she was asleep.
There were purple marks all over her body, big and small. Because her skin was white, the marks were very obvious, as if she had been abused, especially on her thighs, which had fingerprints and other marks. Jiang Qingfan frowned as he looked at them.
He knew everything that happened last night, and he also knew how ruthless he could be when he went crazy.
After he stood up, she wanted to move closer to the edge and turned over. The two lumps in front of her immediately caught Jiang Qingfan's attention. Jiang Qingfan awkwardly helped her put on her bellyband, half-hugged her, took out the beads from his body, and stuffed them into her palm. She then stopped moving and slept there obediently, very quietly.
Jiang Qingfan picked up the pink shirt on the ground again.
Last night, the dress was loose on her body, but he was too crazy and wanted to tear it off directly. She was not happy about it. While doing this, she was still thinking about her clothes, afraid that he would tear them. Jiang Qingfan had no choice but to peel them off for her slowly, just like peeling bamboo shoots.
He picked her up, her body was warm and soft, and he still remembered the bone-biting feeling last night.
Jiang Qingfan dressed her without looking at her, but his breathing became increasingly disordered.
After she was dressed, she still didn't wake up, her hair was loose, and two peach blossoms were lying beside her head. Jiang Qingfan picked up the two peach blossoms and carefully placed them on his body.
Yunsan's voice suddenly came from outside, a little anxious.
He knew that Yunsan had brought people to support him. The door could not be opened from the inside, but it could be opened from the outside. He wanted to keep her inside, but then he remembered that she didn't like to stay here. What he did last night was wrong, and it would be inappropriate to keep her here.
Jiang Qingfan simply picked her up by the waist.
Yunsan brought the disciples of Heyun Peak inside and was stunned to see that there was no one inside.
Logically speaking, the Immortal Lord should be here.
Then he saw the round box on the ground. Wasn't this the Immortal Lord's magical tool? He hurried over and was about to pick it up when he saw something floating out of it. Looking closely, he saw Jiang Qingfan standing in front of him, holding someone in his arms.
The man's face was buried in his arms, with his long black hair falling like a waterfall. Just by looking at his graceful figure, one could imagine that this man's face must be extraordinary.
The disciples of Heyun Peak had never seen Jiang Qingfan hugging a woman before, and they were very excited.
Yun San almost vomited blood. Others might not know, but how could he? Just by looking at the familiar clothes, he knew who the Immortal Lord was holding in his arms. However, even though he knew, he couldn't say anything as he watched the disciples gossiping beside him.
This feeling is so uncomfortable!
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