Chapter 45: Mr. Wolves blushed and thought, "They are close enough."

The big palm with distinct bones protruded the carefully squeezed animal skin quilt, breaking through the cold air, and rubbing the scalloped fingers against the fluffy animal skin sheets, not afraid of the cold, and slowly extended towards Ruan Qiuqiu.
In the quiet cave, only Yuan Jue's heartbeat was getting faster and faster.
Although a wolf thought to touch it back, it actually only touched the hide covered by Ruan Qiuqiu very carefully.
Quietly opened, and touched her hand little by little.
The cool fingertips touched the little wife's soft palm, the warm touch came, and the pointed ears could not help but shivered gently.
But soon, she noticed that she was different from the usual low body temperature, and the joy of being like a weed in her heart and the thought of being ashamed of speaking, all quickly died down.
Why is it so ice?
are you sick?
It's because of his magical energy, so ...
Yuan Jue was worried at the bottom of her heart, her thin lips slightly lifted, and she made a hoarse and low voice from her throat, and tentatively called her, "... Qiuqiu?"
But there was only silence in response to him.
Mr. Wolves squeezed his lips tightly, and the big palm fully gripped Ruan Qiuqiu's small hand—
Her palms were full of cold sweat and cold.
Yuan Jue's long eyelashes twitched, not paying attention to the pain of the meridians, and mobilized the demon consciousness so that he could "see" what she was like now.
The little wife who usually sleeps peacefully is curled up in the corner at the moment. Although the animal skin is tightly wrapped, the body is still trembling unconsciously, and she can "see" it. She is very cold now.
The chest was stabbed with a sharp blade, Yuan Jue clenched his teeth, and the scarlet light gleamed under his eyes.
He climbed carefully out of the stone bed, his long black hair hanging down his temples.
Reaching up to lift Ruan Qiuqiu's hide, her pale face was exposed, her eyes were closed tightly, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.
--She is sick.
Mr. Bad Wolf was a little flustered. He had never suffered from any other diseases except fighting seriously injured and cultivating fire, and he did not understand what humans need to do if they get sick.
The big palm lightly touched her forehead, but the warm feeling made Ruan Qiuqiu, who seemed to be in the extreme cold, find a warm boiler.
She was cold all over, her eyelids trembling, but she couldn't open her mouth. Her dry, smoky voice couldn't say a word. After working hard for a long time, she only said one word, "... cold."
She lifted her fingers weakly and hung down again.
cold.
Mr. Bad Wolf quickly covered both of his own animal skins on Ruan Qiuqiu and wrapped her into a small ball.
Seeing Ruan Qiuqiu still sweating constantly, the evil wolf's cheeks became more gloomy, but the narrow and long eyes were red.
How did the demon clan take care of sick humans before?
Why can't he remember at all? !
Mr. Bad Wolf propped his arms and mobilized a small amount of demon power from the cracked demon core, and his eyes were getting red.
He grasped tightly the branch that Ruan Qiuqiu left by the bed, suitable for him to support the branch, but was too hard, and accidentally crushed the first-order wood and iron.
Yuan Jue forced himself to calm down, with a handsome face cold, frantically adding wood to the stone stove.
The temperature in the cave soon rose, but a wolf was not satisfied. He looked at the pile of Ruan Qiuqiu in the corner and planned to make a horn cowhide of a thick animal skin curtain in two days. His eyes flickered.
The very uncomfortable Ruan Qiuqiu only felt that there was a noise coming from his ear, the sound of the wood being cut outside kept ringing, and there was also intermittent noise in the "master bedroom", mixed with the sound of hot water boiling in the stone stove, letting She felt that her entire head was being turned upside down.
She had no strength at all, she couldn't lift her fingers, she couldn't resist, she could only passively endure.
I don't know how long it has passed, the noise has gradually lightened. From her marriage to the present, the cold wind blowing in the cave hasn't seemed to stop.
The temperature in the "Master Bedroom" gradually increased, but Ruan Qiuqiu still felt very cold.
She opened her eyes dimly, turned her head hard, and only hurriedly glimpsed a figure and a thick animal hide curtain violently embedded in the stone wall.
This stupid wolf, what did he do?
Ruan Qiuqiu's heart was astringent, and his eyelids were as heavy as a catty, but he closed his eyes sadly.
"Stupid Wolf" used all the magic power and even some magic energy, split the half of the wood and iron brought back, installed a "gate" at the entrance of the cave, and also transformed the animal skin curtain of the wedding room.
After all this was done, the temperature in the marriage room was significantly higher. Yuan Jue sipped his pale lips and carefully wiped all the blood from his hands with a piece of dirty animal skin that had not yet been cleaned.
He pumped out some magic energy, healed the wound on his palm completely, then picked up the cold hot water on one side, picked up the wooden spoon, came to the stone bed, and "watched" him with the little demon consciousness Little wife.
Drooping his eyelashes slightly, Yuan Jue first scooped up a spoonful of water, took a sip and tried the temperature just before starting to feed Ruan Qiuqiu.
Although Qiuqiu, who was very dry and wanted to drink water, was weak and effortless, she still cooperated to drink water drops.
After she had finished drinking a wooden bowl of water, and her expression seemed to be better, Mr. Wolves barely released her wrinkled, tight eyebrows.
He demon-consciously "stared" at Ruan Qiuqiu's slightly watery lips, and glanced at a very small wooden spoon in a pair of big hands. Shivering, the tip of the ear was hot.
He, he was not intentional.
This is kissing.
The pointed wolf ears were shaking rapidly, and it seemed to have turned pink.
Yuan Jue pursed her lips and flushed on her cheeks.
He picked up the wooden stick on his side, propped his disabled left leg, and filled another bowl of hot water.
Before feeding Ruan Qiuqiu this time, he still secretly stained his lips with a cold expression and deliberately tried the temperature.
...
The body gradually reached the limit, the temperature in the wedding room was already warm enough, but Ruan Qiuqiu was still sweating and shivering coldly.
Yuan Jue's eyes were flushed, and a fascinating power was found to penetrate into Ruan Qiuqiu's body, trying to find out why she was sick.
But there was no magic energy in her body and no internal injuries.
The brows were full of worries, and when the young wife again murmured "cold" again, Yuan Ju slowly squeezed her fist, her face dim.
He knew that most ways for the Terrans to warm each other were to huddle together and sleep together.
The temperature of his wolf skin and blood was also high enough.
but……
If he just lay in the same hide as her while she knew nothing ...
Sweating nervously in the palm, I didn't know that I was the snail wolf Mr. Wolf's head was steaming hot.
His demon consciousness fell on his ugly amputated limb, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his clenched fists loosened again.
Will she cry when she wakes up tomorrow and finds that she has touched such an ugly limb? Will there be a shadow?
It is not a good choice to become a demon. His wolf hair is very hard, and her skin is very soft, which will hurt her.
Yuan Jue didn't know what to do. He lay flat on the bed just before the disappearance of the demon consciousness, and the big palm consciously clenched Ruan Qiuqiu's.
His palm was very hot, and Ruan Qiuqiu felt that only the hand held by him was warm.
She opened her eyes in confusion, wrapped in animal skins, and obeyed the instinct of longing for warmth.
When a wolf came back, his little wife had already made a choice for him.
Bingbing's cool and soft arm wrapped around his arm, the hide was lifted, and he put on the body of a man and a wolf. Ruan Qiuqiu held the warm stove tightly and buried his head in the "fire stove wolf" On the shoulder.
Except that the stove is harder, the temperature is getting higher and higher. Ruan Qiuqiu is very satisfied.
The heat she exhaled hit the skin of a wolf, causing a tingling tingle of trembling.
Yuan Jue's head was dizzy, his arms were soft, fragrant, and completely different from wolves.
Coupled with the pain spreading in his body, he was almost unable to think.
Are the human races so active? He was actually a little bit unprepared.
But since she has made a choice, she can only be his in the future.
It can only be his.
Yuan Jue ’s big tail secretly rolled up a small tip, which was wrapped around Ruan Qiuqiu ’s waist—
Tonight they kissed and slept together. She still hugged him. He also wrapped her tail around her.
In this way, can they be combined?
I do n’t know or have any knowledge about the combination of experience and knowledge in this field. I really feel that they are very close.
Yuan Jue's ears were folded, and some unbearable gasps, he thought very seriously
When he was better, he asked her if she would like to get in touch with herself.
Human life is very short, he does not want her to leave herself so early.
But if he doesn't get well ... there is no way to become a powerful wolf demon again, or maybe he will wait for the day when he is about to lose his mind and become a demon.
He will take the initiative to leave.
Yuan Jue clenched Ruan Qiuqiu's hand tightly, his eyebrows deep-
He will not let that day come.
Unless, die for her.
...
Ruan Qiuqiu slept for a long time, and she had a long dream. There was a very dark cave in the cave. There was a couple of ethnic couples wearing cotton and linen robes, and they held a baby who was also unclear.
Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, Ruan Qiuqiu felt that they were parents they had never met before.
At the entrance of the cave, two demon couples also wearing cotton and linen robes were standing.
They are holding a little boy who is only three or four years old, and still can't see clearly.
Ruan Qiuqiu heard her parents smiled and touched her face, and ridiculed, "When the children grow up, let Qiuqiu marry your kid?"
Ruan Qiuqiu "............"
Her head was dizzy and heard the demon couple smile, and the beautiful long-haired aunt lowered her head and asked the little boy, "Well, are you willing to marry Qiuqiu?"
"Yuan Jue?"
Yuan Jue.
Ruan Qiuqiu "!"
Ruan Qiuqiu suddenly opened his eyes, his body covered in sticky cold sweat.
Her eyes were hot and damp, and there were tears in her eyes.
Ruan Qiuqiu blinked, and for a moment he could not tell the true and false of that dream.
Her head still hurts, but she soon realized that something was wrong now.
Something seemed to be wrapped around her waist, a little flustered, and she seemed to be holding something hard in her arms ...
Ruan Qiuqiu's eyes were confused, only to find that his sleeping posture was somewhat different from usual.
His head slowly came out of the hide, and he glanced at the handsome face of Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who was only tens of centimeters away from him. Ruan Qiuqiu was stunned for a while, then the whole face seemed to be soaked in the dye, and quickly turned red-
She, how could she sleep with this wolf? ? ?