"You turned your face away, it's too hot."

"And you can take your lower abdomen and control it!"

"You're pushing me!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo why do I have to kindly pull you down?"

Although there were still roars from wild beasts outside from time to time, the two of them were already out of danger.

Once this mentality is relaxed, people's attention will shift and they will start to think about something else.

The situation was urgent just now and it was nothing, but now...

At present, the two of them have extremely ambiguous postures and are completely fit together.

Cheng Qianmo is not a saint either. It is not necessary to mention Ling Ruoxi's body is so hot that he has already reacted.

But they were unable to move.

At least until the monster siege is over, it is impossible to adjust its posture.

"After today's incident is over, don't be allowed to talk nonsense when you go out, do you hear it?"

Ling Ruoxi knew that it was a special situation, so he didn't have too much trouble.

But she is still a big girl in yellow, so she naturally has to think about her reputation.

Cheng Qianmo nodded awkwardly. Although he had already tried hard to control it, unfortunately he had little effect.

Even because Ling Ruoxi talked to him, he turned his eyes and saw a snow-white patch and stood up again.

"Bad guy, turn around quickly!"

"You were peeking just now, right?"

Ling Ruoxi said angrily.

Cheng Qianmo quickly turned his head and coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment.

He felt that he was really wronged.

Damn, now it's all like this, can I control it?

I am not a great saint, so I can sit in my arms without being confused.

It’s my little brother who is full of energy, what does it have to do with me?

"By the way, I don't know what your name is yet."

Ling Ruoxi tried to change the topic and resolve the current awkward and ambiguous atmosphere.

"Cheng Qianmo!"

Cheng Qianmo was extremely uncomfortable now and could not turn his head, and he even had to be careful when breathing.

Otherwise, if you accidentally hit the headlight again.

Ling Ruoxi looked at his desperate attitude of endurance and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Although she was eaten with tofu, he knew that Cheng Qianmo did not do it on purpose.

Many times, it is forced by the situation.

Overall, he is still a gentleman.

So Ling Ruoxi doesn't hate him.

Even because of the previous series of things, I still have a lot of favorable feelings.

Cheng Qianmo is first-class in terms of figure, appearance, talent and strength.

A flowery girl like Ling Ruoxi is now in such an ambiguous state with him, so it is hard not to think a lot.

"You said, you just walked along the way, did you intend to guide me?"

"Why?"

"Not thinking, I will only give you 3 seconds."

Cheng Qianmo felt his scalp numb, and Ling Ruoxi was simply a witch.

Where did she have so many strange problems?

"Yes!"

"Because I see you floating, you have a good talent!"

Under Ling Ruoxi's continuous "pressure", Cheng Qianmo almost said the wrong thing.

His mind is now muddy, and it is already difficult to control his brother.

Ling Ruoxi is still "questioning" him here, which is simply a double torture.

After hearing this, Ling Ruoxi raised his lips slightly and actually started to laugh.

Although he couldn't tell whether Cheng Qianmo's words were true.

But how can women not like others to praise themselves for being beautiful?

Moreover, this sentence was even more happy when it came out of a handsome guy.

But her smile moved her body and began to make Cheng Qianmo feel uncomfortable again.

Such a small space, just moving it will make the distance between the two more intimate.

Although Cheng Qianmo was still turning his head, he could clearly feel that there were two soft things rubbing against his chest.

"I'll give you a suggestion, just say less."

"Or else I'll blame me again later."

Cheng Qianmo couldn't help it anymore and finally gave a reminder.

Ling Ruoxi also realized that he had just lost his composure and his little face turned red again.

At the same time, she nodded in an inaudible voice.

In this way, the dry well finally calmed down.

But for Cheng Qianmo, every minute and every second is a torment.

He even felt that his willpower was already super magical!

If his willpower is put into the novel of cultivating immortals, he can be less a true disciple.

I don't know how long it took, but he looked up at the sky, hoping that the monster siege would end soon. His current state was so uncomfortable.

However, for some reason, the siege lasted for a very long time.

According to convention, it usually takes two or three hours to end.

But now 4 hours have passed, and even the sky has become dark, but there are still monsters outside.

At the same time, he looked down and found that Ling Ruoxi was actually asleep with her arms around her.

In order to make herself more comfortable, she subconsciously moved her head and leaned directly on Cheng Qianmo's chest.

No, can you sleep in this position?

Too exaggerated.

Ling Ruoxi first experienced a hard battle today, but later continued to be in a state of high tension, which made her feel exhausted.

This allowed her to fall asleep in such an extreme state.

Cheng Qianmo shook his head with a wry smile.

He had no choice but to let Ling Ruoxi fall asleep.

It was getting late, and the sound of the monster had not disappeared.

Cheng Qianmo finally couldn't resist the fatigue and fell asleep in a deep sleep.

When the next day's sunlight shone into the wellhead, Ling Ruoxi finally woke up.

Immediately afterwards, she let out a deafening cry.

"Ah! Bad guy!"

"Where are your hands?"

The loud sound woke Cheng Qianmo in his sleep.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he actually put his left hand around Ling Ruoxi's slender waist and pressed his right hand on her butt.

He suddenly withdrew his right hand, but his elbow hit the wall, and a sudden burst of pain came.

"Ouch! It hurts so much."

Ling Ruoxi looked at Cheng Qianmo's embarrassing appearance and once again laughed like a silver bell.

She knew that Cheng Qianmo had probably not done it on purpose, but might have subconsciously changed his posture in his sleep.

Cheng Qianmo was also puzzled, no wonder he had just dreamed that something felt particularly good in his hand.
To be continued...