There is an ice cellar in the basement of Wei's house, which is specially designed to store ice for summer cooling. Now that winter has just passed, the ice cellar is full of hidden ice. The maid was ordered to go immediately to find Zhang Li, the housekeeper of the Wei family, to be iced. Zhang Li heard that Westinghouse wanted ice. It seemed that she needed it urgently. The more the quantity, the better. Although she didn't know why, she immediately took the key to open the door and went down to the basement to fetch ice. Joe directed it to the door of the bathroom. The servants withdrew, and when Xiao Qiao followed him out to close the door, he heard footsteps behind him, knowing that it was Wei Shao taking the ice, remembering that he was naked, and didn't dare to look back for a while.

After a while, she heard the sound of hard objects falling into the water twice in the bathroom, and knew that the ice cubes should be poured into the water. Then, it was quiet inside.

While waiting for the ice cubes just now, Xiao Qiao was imagining the purpose of his request for this thing.

At first she thought he was going to take a cold shower to exercise. After thinking about it, it doesn't seem like it, and it's too mindless. After I came back from a meal at the East House, I remembered to take a cold shower to exercise. When he was puzzled, he suddenly remembered that although he came in in a hurry, he still vaguely glanced at his head as if he had paid for it, but at that time, he was pushed away by him, and he was a little bit in a hurry, so he didn't think much about it.

Thinking about it at this moment, and thinking of his abnormal behavior, Xiao Qiao suddenly had an epiphany, and the whole person was suddenly embarrassed...

But a new question came again, so good, how could he suddenly be like this?

It doesn't take much advanced knowledge to know that this is definitely not what a normal man looks like.

After realizing this, Xiao Qiao wanted to go out and avoid it, and then come back when he put out the fire himself.

This is not only for his own safety, Xiao Qiao guessed that he should not want to stay on the side and watch him in a mess.

It's just that he didn't go in for a short time. Except for the sound of pouring ice cubes at the beginning, there was no other movement, and she was a little worried. Hold your breath and listen carefully. There was no sound.

Xiao Qiao finally leaned over and asked through the curtain, "How are you... how?"

There was still no movement inside.

Little Joe became uneasy. After hesitating, he opened the curtain and looked inside.

He was completely submerged in the water, only his head and neck exposed. The thick layer of ice floating on the water has slowly melted and became smaller. His head was slightly tilted back, his brows were wrinkled, his eyes were closed, and his expression was still very tight and painful.

Hearing her movement, he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that he was still alive, Xiao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. Not daring to look at him, he lowered his eyelids, just stared at the pile of clothes in front of his feet that he had ripped off and thrown on the ground, and said in a voice that sounded as normal as possible: "Then I'd better go out first. It's outside the door. If you're okay, or if you have something else to do, just call." After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and walked away, after taking two steps, he heard his voice coming from behind: "I'm thirsty... help I pour water..."

His voice sounded broken and hoarse.

Xiao Qiao was stunned, followed by Oh, and hurriedly poured the water back.

"The water is coming." She handed the water over, looked at him and said softly.

Wei Shao's eyelashes trembled slightly, like two thin butterfly wings, which made Xiao Qiao feel a kind of weak beauty similar to torture.

He slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at her, sat up straight, raised a wet arm from the water, and took the tea cup in her hand.

He accidentally touched her hand.

Although it was only a very brief rub, Xiao Qiao still clearly felt the scalding temperature from his skin. The ice-filled water didn't seem to be able to lower his body temperature much.

Wei Shao raised his head to drink water, Xiao Qiao heard a clear thudding sound from his swallowing water, his Adam's apple rolled up and down violently with the swallowing motion, and a few floating ice cubes touched his chest and were knocked open again. There was a slow spin without direction on the surface of the water.

He drank the water in a few sips. Xiao Qiao took the tea cup back and hesitated: "If you are really uncomfortable... Otherwise, I will go to the north room and tell my grandmother..."

"Don't let grandma know!"

He interrupted her immediately.

Xiao Qiao was startled, then nodded: "I see. Is there anything else I can do for you? If not, I'll go out."

Wei Shao's eyes fell on her, stopped for a moment, and his Adam's apple rolled again.

"Pour another glass of water, more..."

At last he murmured, his voice hoarse like a whisper. After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the barrel wall.

Xiao Qiao said "oh", "Wait a minute." She blamed herself for being confused just now and didn't bring the whole teapot in for him to drink. She hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door of the bath room. She raised her hand to lift the curtain, and suddenly He heard the sound of "crashing" water being splashed to the ground behind him, mixed with the slight jumping sound of ice cubes falling to the ground.

It was Wei Shao who suddenly opened his eyes and came out of the water, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and strode after her. The water on his shoulders and back quickly condensed into thin water columns with his walking movements, rolling down along the texture of his slightly undulating muscles, leaving a wet trace on the ground behind him.

Xiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, and before she had time to turn around, her back was hot, and she was already surrounded by the body of the tall, tough man who was leaning towards her.

Wei Shao hugged her from behind, put his arms through her armpits, and hugged her in his arms, forcing her to press against his skin tightly.

She was wrapped in a thin silk spring shirt, and as soon as she pressed her to her chest, Wei Shao felt a feeling of jade coolness that was completely different from ice water. It can make her jade cool and soft inch by inch to completely melt into her skin.

His tortured body finally felt more comfortable. He was already numb to the point where he could never relieve himself, but suddenly it seemed that he had come back to life, and the blood began to flow again.

A moan came out of his throat, he couldn't help lowering his head, opened his mouth to hold her cool earlobe again, and rolled his fiery tongue back and forth to bite.

Xiao Qiao was suddenly attacked by Wei Shao so unpreparedly. It was as if his earlobe was going to be bitten off by him. As soon as it hurt, he was shocked and cried out "ah", and the tea cup also fell off and fell to the ground. On the ground, it smashed into two halves. He struggled hastily to get out of his arms.

But Wei Shao couldn't bear it any longer, so he easily picked up Xiao Qiao with one hand, ignoring her struggles and beatings, sent it straight to the bed, and threw himself on it.

Wei Shao didn't know what kind of potion his mother gave him, it was extremely vicious. After the initial burst of turbulent medicinal properties was forcibly suppressed by him, he could not completely retreat. Although it was no longer as violent as it was at first, it became a numb and persistent insensitivity, an extremely unpleasant torment that I could not release myself.

He felt as if he had died just now. At this moment, she came to life again, and she just wanted to completely relieve it all on her. Ignoring her struggles and resistance, he tore off her clothes in three or two strokes, and peeled her off just like his own. The inch of her skin was as smooth as fat, which made his eyes even redder. Severe pain, Xiao Qiao opened his mouth and bit him fiercely. The sharp tines bit him like a fish hook biting the mouth of a fish, deeply embedded in his flesh, biting blood.

Then, she burst into tears, tears rolling down from the corners of both eyes, her cry was vague, very sad and painful.

Wei Shao stopped abruptly, gasped for breath, lay down on top of her for a moment, then suddenly rolled over and lay on his back on the outside of the bed, motionless.

On the deltoid muscle of his left shoulder, there was a row of deep tooth marks, with dark red bloodshots, slowly oozing out of the skin, shaped like a crescent moon, with a strange beauty.

…

In fact, he had only just started, but Xiao Qiao was already in pain. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he was forced to go deep. The pain and panic, and he was suppressed by him, unable to move, and bit him on the shoulder. . At this moment, he was finally relieved. If he met Amnesty, he grabbed his clothes and crawled over his thighs. After landing, he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he ran barefoot.

"where are you going?"

Wei Shao's voice sounded behind him, with a hint of depression.

Xiao Qiao ignored it, ran to the screen by the door in one breath, and hurriedly wrapped her clothes back.

Wei Shao pulled the quilt aside, pressed his lower abdomen at will, and slowly sat up.

Little Joe stared at him warily.

"I was at my mother's place just now, and I ingested an aphrodisiac by mistake."

He looked at Xiao Qiao and said slowly. Depressed, even sluggish.

Little Joe was stunned.

"You saw it at first, and I thought I could solve it myself. But..."

He stopped and his eyes fell on Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao regained her senses, hurriedly grasped the front of her shirt, took a step back, and said indiscriminately, "Who do you want to call over? I'll call for you right away! One is not enough to call two!"

After she finished speaking, she saw that his eyes were still staring at her, his eyes flashed, and he panicked even more.

"Or you wait! Just bear with it! I'll get dressed and tell my grandmother to get you a doctor..."

She turned to leave. Wei Shao got out of bed and strode up, reached out and hugged her back to the bed, pulling down the tent.

The light on the bed immediately dimmed and became hazy.

There... Although he didn't dare to look closely just now, Xiao Qiao still caught a glimpse. Before she went in just now, she was in terrible pain. He took that drug again. Under such circumstances, if he is really like this... it will definitely be a lifelong shadow in the future.

Xiao Qiao struggled again, and was pushed onto the pillow by him. She opened her eyes wide and watched in horror as he stretched out his hand towards her, and the tears came out again, pattering down.

He took her hand.

"I'm having a hard time. Help me."

He lay down, turned his face into her eyes, and whispered.

Little Joe stayed. Suddenly understood what he meant.

"Can't you do it yourself?" She sobbed with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

"It's numb, and I can't get out. If you help me, I won't do anything else to you. I will do what I say."

He said slowly.

Xiao Qiao stopped crying and looked at him.

The foreheads of the two were almost touching.

His forehead was hot, as if he had a fever, his face seemed to be drinking, and his expression was stagnant and annoyed.

Looking at Xiao Qiao's tearful eyes, he slowly brought her hand over, and finally put it under the quilt and pressed it.

Xiao Qiao's face immediately flushed, and she closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling.

Wei Shao also closed his eyes and let out a long, comfortable sigh.

…

Wei Shao's mother, it's almost to death, even if it hurts her own son, she also suffers from Chiyu. If it wasn't for her mother-in-law, Xiao Qiao really wished she could rush over and take a big **** pot on her head. She didn't know what she was feeding her son, but the medicinal properties were so strong that it didn't work at all. Afterwards, after tossing and turning a few times, Wei Shao, who was exhausted and exhausted, finally became honest. Actually fell asleep.

Xiao Qiao slept until the next afternoon. When she woke up, she was alone in the bed.

Not only did her poor hand lose its innocence, but her arm was so sore that it was almost impossible to lift it.