Such a close distance makes Jing Dong's breath stagnant. Her eyes are wide open, reflecting the cold and handsome face when Feng was sealed.

She dared not move or speak. She was so close that she could even feel the temperature from his lips.

Feng Shi just thought Jing Dong was too careless. Maybe her Kung Fu is one of the best here. There is no original danger in the world, but she is a girl in the end.

There is no doubt that you will become slow after drinking wine. If you encounter an expert, like Jing Zhiyuan.

After Jingdong got drunk that time, he always paid attention to her movements, but he was afraid of negligence.

Looking at the girl close at hand, Feng didn't feel how at first, but he stopped over time and really realized that the two people were so close and their breath intersected. He couldn't help holding his breath.

Thin lips gently pursed, dry throat, throat bone rolled when sealing, and a evil fire sprang up from the lower abdomen.

The strength of holding Jing Dong's hands is also tight.

Feng Shi has never been a person who likes to control his thoughts. At this moment, he wants to follow his heart.

But seeing a faint precaution in Jingdong's full dark eyes, his heart suddenly paused and subconsciously loosened her wrist.

"Go to bed early." Feng Shi left this sentence and left.

Jingdong stroked his wrist, recalled the warning when sealing, and began to reflect on himself.

In fact, since her rebirth, Jing Dong has let go of her drinking, that is, the time of Hefeng, otherwise she won't find that she can't drink for so long.

However, it seems that her trust in Feng Shi was somewhat inexplicable from the beginning. When did it begin?

Is it because she knew that Fengshi was very neglected in Fengjia, with a feeling of empathy?

Jingdong himself can't tell.

But she knew that Feng Shi was right. If she met Feng Shi or Jing Zhiyuan, who was not weak in combat, she might not be an opponent under normal circumstances, let alone after drinking.

Perhaps returning to a society ruled by law gives her a sense of security.

But anyway, it's right to alert her when sealing.

Jingdong closed his eyes, collected his mind, and went to bed.

When I returned to the dormitory, I leaned back against the door and closed my eyes.

The soft and warm touch still remained in the palm, the sweet fragrance was still wrapped around the tip of the nose, and the body reacted uncontrollably.

In desperation, Feng Shi went to the bathroom and began to take a cold bath.

The cold breath poured down from the top of his head. The coolness made him a little relieved. The defensive eyes flashed in his mind, and his mood suddenly fell down.

Just because of this, she was on guard against him. What if she knew his true face or his original identity.

When sealing, close your eyes, look up, let the cold water drench on your cold face and flow down the perfect line.

Some are reluctant to think about such results.

Fortunately, the small medical assistant was slow and did not reject him step by step.

But it does not exclude, nor does it mean acceptance.

"If you knew who I was, what would you do..."

The soft whisper dissipated in the dark night. Feng Shi didn't dare to show it now after all. Every trace of it might scare away the cautious little doctor who was afraid of death.

The little doctor who was afraid of death dared to die with him.

How much she should hate him.

A sigh.