Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Although he retracted his hand cautiously, Mu Ziling's eyes continued to stare at Long Xiaoyu's picturesque sleeping face.

After watching quietly for a while, Mu Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously licked his upper lip, looking like a lively little pervert.

Then, again, she couldn't help it.

It's just that this time Mu Ziling couldn't help but not reach out to outline the evildoer's face, but rubbed against her body and slowly climbed up.

When her small face was about to approach Long Xiaoyu's quietly sleeping face, looking at this flawless handsome face from a closer distance, Mu Ziling's clear eyes flickered, like a night elf, Smart and hopeful, colorful and graceful.

She moved her lower lip slightly, then pursed it again, lowered her head almost without any hesitation, and pressed her lips to Long Xiaoyu's cool thin lips.

At this moment, Mu Ziling was about to squint her closed eyes out of the corner of her eye, and caught a glimpse of the sleeping man whom she secretly kissed, his closed eyelids were moving, as if he was about to wake up.

So, as if Mu Ziling had done something bad and was about to be discovered, she blinked lightly, and panic and bewilderment quickly flashed across her eyes.

In the next second, Mu Ziling almost didn't have any greed or lingering anymore, and directly raised his arms to leave Long Xiaoyu's body.

It's just that Mu Ziling's lips were just two inches away from Long Xiaoyu's lips, and his body was about to move up and move away.

But at this time——

Suddenly, a big warm hand covered Mu Ziling's back, and then held her body that was about to escape.

Caught off guard, Mu Ziling let out a low "hmm".

Then, her half-supported arm collapsed limply, and almost half of her body was attached to Long Xiaoyu's body.

The strength with which Long Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to hold Mu Ziling's back was not strong, but it was enough to make her press on him and couldn't move any more.

Mu Ziling originally thought that at this time, Long Xiaoyu should have opened his eyes, then looked at her with a sinister face, and then pretended to be blank and asked: 'Princess Qi, what are you doing? '.

Or, a sentence full of evil and evil taste: "Princess Qi wants to kiss the king, you don't need to be sneaky, you can kiss the king openly", and in the end it directly made her feel so ashamed that she wanted to find a way.

However, when Mu Ziling raised his eyes and looked at Long Xiaoyu's face, not to mention that he opened his eyes, he didn't even move his closed eyelids, and he still looked like he was deeply asleep. appearance.

Didn't wake up?

Mu Ziling stared at Long Xiaoyu's motionless sleeping eyebrows, squinted his eyes involuntarily, bit his lip, deeply suspicious in his heart.

He didn't wake up? How can it be?

If he hadn't woken up, why would he reach out and hold her down now?

But if he were to wake up, it was impossible for him to be so quiet again. This was not at all like the action-oriented black-bellied monster.

Could it be... is he dreaming?

As the idea of ​​'dreaming' was finalized in her mind, Mu Ziling stared at Long Xiaoyu's peaceful sleeping face, and listened carefully to his long and steady breathing for a while.

This time, she didn't want to do anything bad again, so she just lay on his body, staring at him deeply without blinking her eyes.

As everyone knows, this time, apart from hearing Long Xiaoyu's soft breathing, Mu Ziling seemed to be able to faintly feel his heartbeat at the place where his chest was pressed against his hard chest.

"thump!"

"Plop! Plop!"

It seemed that the heart was beating violently and chaotically.

However, Mu Ziling just felt Long Xiaoyu's heart beating in her mind, and then her heart was passively beaten.

But, I don't know why, every time I feel Long Xiaoyu's chaotic beating heart, it is my own heart that is beaten.

Every time his heart beat, Mu Ziling's heart beat with it, and then she felt a faint, faint, subtle pain.

That kind of pain is very light and thin, but it seems very clear, like the feeling of being touched by the tip of a needle, but not pierced.

Mu Ziling didn't know why she had such a feeling, but this feeling was always erratic in her heart, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Time passed by every minute--

Like an illusion, but also like reality, Mu Ziling vaguely felt that Long Xiaoyu's big palm on her back at this moment was originally warm and warm.

But at this moment, his big palm seemed to be immersed in ice water, and the original heat had gradually faded away, and his body temperature seemed to be cooling down gradually.

At the end, looking at Long Xiaoyu's sleepy face that never moved slightly, Mu Ziling's heart beat as if it was about to be grabbed by someone's hand, and gradually sank, as if about to suffocate.

Originally thinking that this feeling was caused by being pressed on Long Xiaoyu's body for too long, making it difficult to breathe, Mu Ziling couldn't help but move his body, wanting to get up.

However, just when Mu Ziling was about to raise his arms again and stand up, Long Xiaoyu's big palm that was originally pressing on her back strengthened a bit more, and held her down again.

At this moment, Mu Ziling's eyes suddenly widened, as if his whole body was soaked in ice, he shuddered suddenly.

It turned out that just now...it wasn't an illusion at all, Long Xiaoyu's body was really cold.

Although it's not like he didn't feel that his body was cold like an air conditioner before, it was a very comfortable feeling.

However, at this moment, what Mu Zi inspired was not a comfortable feeling, and her heart was no longer that uncomfortable and subtle pain, but more like feeling panicked.

Following the panic, Mu Ziling subconsciously spoke in a panic: "Long Xiaoyu, wake up—"

At the same time as the flustered voice sounded, Mu Ziling subconsciously reached out to hold Long Xiaoyu's face and wake him up.

However, before she finished her words, and just raised her hand halfway, Long Xiaoyu slowly opened her eyes.

His beautifully shaped eyes were still dazed like after a deep sleep, but they also looked extraordinarily deep and gloomy, and there seemed to be some kind of unbearable pain hidden in the deep eyes.

If you look carefully, you can still see that there is a faint layer of crystal and fine beads of sweat on his full forehead, which is insignificant.

Seeing Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes, Mu Ziling's heart was stung unconsciously, and it disappeared very quickly, so fast that even she couldn't catch it.

Seeing Long Xiaoyu woke up, thinking of his body temperature just now and now, Mu Ziling subconsciously wanted to ask something, but Long Xiaoyu pressed his finger to her lips first, as if telling her not to speak.

For a moment, Mu Ziling seemed to be dazed by a demon, and really stopped talking.

After comforting Mu Ziling, Long Xiaoyu slowly let go of the finger on her lips, and did not speak.

The distance between the two faces was only an inch.

The breaths exhaled from each other are mixed with each other, lingering and lingering.

But they didn't know that Long Xiaoyu's breath was cold at the moment, spraying all of it on Mu Ziling's tender cheeks.

His whole nostrils were filled with the light and cool cold plum aura of his body, but Mu Ziling's body was not aroused by the slightest tingling throbbing.

She kept staring at Long Xiaoyu, her eyes unblinking, trying to clearly see something from the inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

However, Mu Ziling was not allowed to see anything at all, Long Xiaoyu frowned suddenly, and even his naturally closed lips tightened.

It stands to reason that with such a sudden change in his expression, Mu Ziling, who has been staring at him, must be able to see clearly at this moment.

But unfortunately...

While Long Xiaoyu was frowning, he reached out his hand involuntarily, and pressed down Mu Ziling's head, while he raised his head slightly, and met her lips.

Long Xiaoyu's speed of decapitating her was very slow, yet seemed to be very fast, so fast that Mu Ziling couldn't see clearly the sudden change in his expression just now.

But at this moment, Mu Ziling didn't seem to feel being treated gently, her eyes were still wide open, and the pain she saw on Long Xiaoyu's face just now was floating in her mind. for a moment.

However, it seemed that what she saw at that moment was an illusion again.

Because at this moment, when Mu Ziling looked at Long Xiaoyu again, he was kissing himself affectionately with his eyes closed.

At this point, Mu Ziling always felt that there was something too wrong, she couldn't think about it anymore, she was about to stand up immediately.

However……

As if feeling that a pair of small eyes were still staring at him, and also feeling that Mu Ziling was absent-minded, Long Xiaoyu stroked her lips while reaching out his fingers to caress Mu Ziling's wide-open eyes.

"Stupid woman, concentrate!" Long Xiaoyu pressed his lips against hers, his elegant and magnetic voice was mixed with a provocative and bewitching tone.

Maybe it was the low tone of his mouth that was so touching, or maybe it was the gesture of him kissing her that was so tender, Mu Ziling finally closed her eyes unconsciously.