Ji Wennuan felt that her legs were like they were tied with tons of stones. She couldn't take any steps. Even the movement of raising her legs was extremely difficult for her at this moment.

She stopped.

Thinking of the pain that might be faced next, Ji Wennuan was a little confused and was a little scared.

She didn't want Qin Yichen to know, and she didn't want to.

She immediately gritted her teeth, withstood the waves of discomfort, and did not let herself make any sound.

Qin Yichen's eyes were blindfolded and he was extremely sensitive to the sound. He had successfully deceived Ji Wennuan once before and noticed something was wrong again, "Ji Wennuan!"

He screamed very heavily, his voice tightly, and he reached out to touch Ji Wennuan.

Because Ji Wennuan was half-squatting, his hand didn't touch her face. When it fell, it hit Ji Wennuan, who was trembling all over.

Ji Wennuan vaguely realized that Qin Yichen was touching her, so she squatted down to avoid it.

Solo, who was concentrating on looking for the road ahead, also noticed the situation behind and stopped.

He turned his head and looked at Ji Wennuan, who was led by Qin Yichen, with a pale face and a wet hair.

She bit her lips tightly and squatted down with difficulty, without making any sound, and a trace of strange color passed through her face.

Ji Wennuan didn't notice that Solo was looking at her, and she didn't care about those things anymore.

She held back, and the cold sweat on her body fell down drop by drop, and her originally soft body was as stiff as a stone.

After the pain in her body recovered a little, she said with difficulty: "Solo, I'm a little tired, I need to take a rest."

When she was resting, she could lie on the ground, and the Fourth Master was wearing an eye mask on his face, so he would not notice it.

Solo's eyes fell on Ji Wennuan had a hint of admiration.

It is said that the wealthy families of the Mo clan are well-educated, but they are all flowers in greenhouses and cannot bear the pain. Even if they bask in the sun, they will complain. Ji Wennuan made her look at her with admiration.

Ji Wennuan took a deep breath, found a half-true excuse for herself, and pretended to be relaxed: "Fourth Master, I have nothing to do, I just have a little cold."

For Ji Wennuan, this situation is not the first time, just get over it.

Ji Wennuan was calm and gentle, but she didn't know how weak her voice was at the moment, and her breath was also disordered and cold.

Qin Yi was anxious, "Ji Wennuan, what's wrong with you? Don't lie, Solo, didn't you hear her say it was cold? Give her clothes and take out the clothes and quilts in the box!"

Ji Wennuan was still sweating on her forehead, and the sweat was like watering, making her brain a ball of paste.

She could feel her vision blurred by water while wearing an eye mask. She swallowed her throat, which was dry and lit up, as if it was about to catch fire, "Second Master, you find a place to sit. I don't want to move, just want to stay here, dong!"

At the same time Ji Wennuan finished speaking, her legs, which were as stiff as stone, were as hard as being slashed with a sharp knife, and she sat on the ground.

“Sea warmth!”

Qin Yichen did not hesitate for a second, took off the blindfold on his face and looked at Ji Wennuan, who was sitting on the ground.

There was fog around, just like in the morning in the late autumn forest, I couldn't see the road three meters away, but his eyes seemed to have no adaptation period, and he could see Ji Wennuan's face very clearly.

The white, pale white, wet with sweat, as if transparent and incredibly painful.

She bit her lips, her originally delicate and bright red lips, with tooth marks on them, the kind with blood on them.

Qin Yichen's heart was as if someone had cut a hole with a knife.

How could it be so cold? How could it be so cold?

Seeing that Qin Yichen pulled off his blindfold, Solo rushed over immediately, "Who told you..."

Qin Yichen looked fierce and dark, and Solo swallowed all the questions he asked about the next time.

The sudden silence in the air also made Lu Mingcang panic, and he was about to pull the blindfold open. Seeing this, Solo immediately slapped his hand off, "Don't untie the blindfold, no one is allowed to untie it. She is afraid of dampness and coldness. The climate of the witch clan is wet, so she is like this!"

The pain on her butt was nothing to Ji Wennuan, and she couldn't even sense it.

At the same time as she sat on the ground, she turned over, hugged her hands together, and curled up into a ball.

Qin Yichen had no time to care about Solo and the others. He quickly squatted down, hugged Ji Wennuan with both hands, and hugged her in his arms.

Ji Wennuan also hugged Qin Yichen tightly, absorbing the warmth from his body, and his upper and lower teeth were trembling, "Fourth Master, I...I'm really cold."

She was very cold, but it seemed not cold.

Ji Wennuan felt that there seemed to be fire burning in her body. The blazing fire raged with the wind, as if it was about to burn her to ashes.

Bing and fire collided sharply in her body, and Ji Wennuan felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to die on the spot.

Qin Yi's face was tight and gloomy, just like the wind blowing in December.

He hugged Ji Wennuan, with a painful expression as if he was suffering a huge torture.

"Clothes and quilts, take them over quickly. Why are you still standing there? Take them over quickly!"

Qin Yichen hugged Ji Wennuan with both hands and shouted at the people, like an angry lion.

"Is it just cold? Where is it cold? Is it better for me to hold you like this?"

The blue veins on Qin Yichen's forehead and back of his hands burst out, as if he was about to rub Ji Wennuan into his body. His black eyes, which had always been unchanged even though he had collapsed in front of him, were full of panic.

Ji Wennuan was shaking, and he was shaking too.

If it weren't for the fact that only the witch clan could cure Ji Wennuan, he would have left with her in his arms.

His women are like this, so why don’t he care about Yu Yuqiu?

"In this case, the clothes and quilts are useless."

Solo was moved when he looked at Qin Yichen's out of control as if he was crazy.

"What's useful? What do you say? How can you make her feel better? As long as you can do it, I can agree to whatever conditions you want, any conditions, and any conditions. Lu Mingcang, come here, her hands are so cold. If you rub and blow her, why are her hands so cold?"

Qin Yichen hugged Ji Wennuan, helpless and confused, and his voice was strong and trembling.

His hands kept rubbing Ji Wennuan's arms and back, trying to give her more warmth in this way.

While rubbing Ji Wennuan's arms, he accidentally touched her hand. The cold and stiff temperature made him crazy.

He no longer cared about Lu Mingcang's ulterior motives for Ji Wennuan, nor did he think about whether Ji Wennuan would be taken advantage of. He just wanted Ji Wennuan to be warmer.

"Stay rest and light the fire!"

At the same time when Solo ordered, Lu Mingcang took the opportunity to pull off the blindfold on his face.

In the mist, Ji Wennuan leaned on Qin Yichen's body. Her hands were hanging down, and the strength in her body was on Qin Yichen's body. Her face was pale and her lips were as if she was dying, without any anger.

how so?
Chapter completed!