Chapter 124 (1/2)

Liuhuo has been sleeping for several days. Monsoon smoke holds him all day long. I don't know how many pills he has fed. He nourishes Liuhuo's body with spiritual power all the time, but the little guy has no sign of waking up.

The monsoon smoke can't help but be a little anxious.

After several days of sleepless, plus the consumption of psychic power, she can't bear the monsoon smoke. She can't sleep, but the consumption of psychic power is a great burden for her now. However, when she sees the small body curled up by the fire, the monsoon smoke feels that she can't let go at all.

It was the night when night fell again. The monsoon smoke was sleeping on the bed with a little fire. She didn't sleep for a few days, and finally fell asleep.

However, just when the monsoon smoke fell into the dream, the fire in her arms opened her eyes.

In the dark, the red eyes are particularly striking.

The moonlight sprinkled on the dim room from the half covered window, shrouded in the body of the monsoon smoke. The moment the streamer opened his eyes, he saw a small chest around him. He was slightly stupefied. He brushed the warm breath on his forehead, his body was slightly stiff, some stiff slowly raised his head. The sleeping face of the monsoon smoke fell into his eyes, which was printed in his red color In the eyes.

Liu Huo stared at the monsoon smoke, the warm touch on his waist made his face suddenly red, he was a bit confused in the arms of the monsoon smoke, and his breath was full of her taste.

He slowly reached out his hand, trying to open the arm around his waist, but with a slight touch, the eyebrow of monsoon smoke was wrinkling unconsciously, which made the little face, which was still a little tender, look very distressing.

I dare not move.

These days, he was in a coma. Although he didn't wake up, he still felt something about the outside world.

He knew that the monsoon smoke had not let go of him for a long time, and he was afraid that his body was already stiff.