C110 (1/2)

”The coldest place in the north?”

I muttered to myself as I looked at the snow vine before me. I felt an unexplainable sadness in my heart.

[If it is like this all the time, I am willing to do it. Why do you have to do this to me?]

The little ghost saw that I didn't say anything but didn't have the intention to leave either. His mind looked very simple, he was only pinching my hand. It was like he forgot the pain after his scar healed.

The heat in my body made him miss me dearly.

Back in my room, before I even entered, I had already discovered that someone was already inside, lying on my bed, completely devoid of posture.

Seeing that he was able to maintain his human form, I immediately felt very happy in my heart. However, on the surface, I pretended that I didn't know anything as I went forward to look at his sleeping appearance.

Luanyang's eyes carried a deep and cold look, but when he was sleeping, it seemed to be much gentler. Looking at it this way, he seemed a bit gentle and refined.

Seeing that he didn't have the intention to wake up, I subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch him. However, I didn't expect that I would be grabbed by his ice-cold fingers halfway through.

”Just returned?”

His voice had a bit of laziness to it, and his eyes hadn't completely left his body.

At this moment, it was as though I could hear my heart exploding by my ears. I abruptly retracted my hand and looked at the man before me, at a loss of what to do.

Who knew that this withdrawal would anger him. With a flip of his body, he pushed me down and bit onto my shoulder. It was incomparable pain.

Ah!

I couldn't help but let out a groan. My eyes were extremely sore.

When Luanyang heard my voice, her mouth stopped moving. She immediately pulled her teeth back and carefully comforted my skin, bringing with it a very strong itch.

This feeling made me feel even more unbearable. I directly extended my hand to pinch a few strands of his hair.

”Don't do that.”

I softly said this as I looked at the ceiling with somewhat empty eyes.

He stopped and raised his head. The long hair fell into my clothes, making me feel uncomfortable.

”Why? I thought you'd like it. ”

He didn't even bother to listen to what I was saying. He just kissed me on the lips and nibbled at them.

However, I felt that my heart had gotten used to it. It was as if he was the one who was truly aware that the person beneath him was me, the white slip, and not anyone else.

The moonlight shone into the room, allowing us to clearly see each other's appearances. Every movement and every breath we took was extremely obvious.

The white refraction of the snow ivy was a beautiful and dangerous source of light.

I gradually lost my consciousness from this state, but my hand had always been tightly holding onto something.

It wasn't until I woke up that I realized that I had been tightly pinching Luanyang's hair. I had already let go of my fingers in panic, and my pitch black hair fell down, dispersing onto Luanyang's flawless face.