Chapter 785: Afraid of something on me biting you

She wanted to move the futon slightly away, but it seemed to be rooted there, and she didn't move.
Shen Jiuli finally glanced at her with a smile: "I'm afraid there's something biting on me?" He came over and wouldn't startle anything in the water.
Ning Xue Mo paused, forget it!
She wasn't a twitchy person either, and sometimes she needed to do some tasks, and she also had side by side with men.
She sat down beside God Jiuli, and the two leaned together
She leaned softly on his arm, carrying the sweet fragrance unique to the girl. Sitting beside him by the lake, the breeze blew, Xuemo's hair brushed lightly on his cheek and neck, cool and slightly itchy, making him have the urge to hug her again.
But thinking of Rongyue Tianlan's whispering figure, he paused again.
Can't scare her away, breaking the peace that was hard to come by.
He was a blunt person. He used to do whatever he wanted, but now he has scruples.
Beloved is around, but can't hold ...
Ning Xuemo's eyes stared at the fishing rod, and she suddenly remembered a very important question: "Big God, there are no root blades or stoves here. How can you cook it when you go fishing?"
She also learned to transmit. Although not very sophisticated, but the two were so close, Shen Jiuli could still hear clearly.
He glanced at her sideways, his eyes flickered slightly, and he sighed softly: "Recent loss of skill, using the technique of sound transmission is quite consuming ..."
This sentence was spoken directly in her ear, and her voice was slightly weak.
Ning Xuemo immediately remembered that he was still dying in the middle of the night and immediately believed in his words. Looking at his profile, he was a little worried: "Then you don't use the technique of sound transmission. Are you all right?"
Shen Jiuli leaned on her body: "I'm a bit cold ... You can get closer to me, you can talk easily, and you can also stay warm."
Ning Xuemo: "..."
When the Great God is weak, he is actually pretty cute.
Seeing that his face was indeed pale, I was afraid that he would faint again and become an ice sculpture, and her belly would fall out again--
He leaned on Ning Xuemo. Xuemo looked at his pale, almost transparent face, and then looked at his long eyelashes trembling like a small fan. Looking at his fascinating face, Ning Xuemo finally forgot his high status as Emperor, and it seems that he is also a very young romantic boy ...
He was so fragile that he could soften into a bag of water.
Besides, her meals are still counting on his fishing rod, so Ning Xuemo is really concerned about him, and she just wants to take off her cloak and put it on him.
Shen Jiuli is still thinking about her, and stopped her movements: "It's cold here, you will be caught by the wind if you take it off. This cloak is not small, let's wear it together."
Ning Xuemo is right to think about it, she is fighting against every second now, and she really can't catch a cold anymore.
Anyway, the bodies of the two people are now leaning together, and it ’s okay to wear a cloak together.
So she pulled the cloak, and the two of them were half wrapped together.
In this way, the two of them posted like conjoined fish. There was no gap between the two.
The blue night, the quiet lake, the dream-like castle, the two people who converted together.
Suddenly, God's Jiuli feels like never before.
It seemed as if I had finally found the other half I had lost for many years, and my heart was moved warmly.
One arm stretched out and gently wrapped her waist ...