The night was a little cool, and the fine breeze blew the curtains in the room, but it kept blowing the flames that were getting stronger and stronger in the eyes of the cold wind.

A slightly delicate and slightly cool hand trembled slightly, passing through the strong chest of Han Feng and slowly and firmly moved downwards. When it touched Han Feng's trousers, the owner of this hand paused for a moment.

This pause, the cold wind that fell into a chaotic state seemed to have been through a thousand years. It was a torture, expecting and a little afraid. Feeling the person behind him took a deep breath, the two weak bodies in front of his chest thrust slightly as he sucked in this breath.

The red light in Han Feng's eyes became even more intense. As soon as the soul-suppressing spirit emitted a faint purple light, it was pressed back. The ice touch seemed to have felt something, and the light blue halo gradually appeared.

It seemed that the owner of the hand had already brewed his emotions, and his slightly cool hand suddenly reached down into the cold wind trousers.

With a "coaxing", a sound of Han Feng's mind exploded, and his eyes were completely covered with blood-colored red light. Whether it was the soul-suppressing spirit or the light of the ice touch, they all went out in an instant, and only a pair of eyes with some kind of flame in the room lit up.

Han Feng let out a roar that looked different from his throat, and he suddenly turned around and pushed the girl down.

The girl exclaimed, and her mouth was blocked by the cold wind that followed closely. Whispers came from the mouths of the two. Han Feng only pressed on the girl. Her strong chest melted the last hint of shyness in her heart. The girl gradually catered to Han Feng's kiss.

With a "tearing" sound, Han Feng, who had lost his mind, tore off the last fig leaf on his body and put it on.

After a while, the girl screamed and bit Han Feng's shoulder desperately, her face looked painful, and a crystal tears slid from the corner of her eyes. I don't know how much of the tear contained.

As time goes by, the expression on the girl's face finally gradually slowed down, and replaced by joy, happiness, and flushed faces, the girl couldn't help but let out a series of imaginative moans.

Sam sat on his bed, smoking his homemade earthy cigarettes. How could he not understand the sound coming from next door? Sam showed a hint of melancholy, thinking that the girl he raised with one hand was finally no longer the ignorant little girl, and a meaningful smile, but the smile was filled with a hint of bitterness no matter how you looked at it.

It was late at night, and Mingyue gradually emerged from the dark clouds. A beast-like roar and satisfied moan echoed in the cold wind's room. A rapid scream came, and a terrifying roar followed closely. The night returned to calm again.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the cold wind's room from the window, the cold wind frowned and wanted to rub his dizzy head. Then he raised his hand but couldn't lift it up, as if something heavy was pressing on his body.

Han Feng opened his eyes and saw that he was so scared that he was scattered. The girl's pretty face came into his eyes. She saw that the girl was lying on Han Feng's chest without wearing anything, with her hands and Han Feng's hands tied against each other and placed on both sides. Her face was pillowing on Han Feng's chest, full of a happy smile.

The cold wind dared not have any abnormal movement, and cold sweat had already flowed out of the cold wind's forehead unconsciously. The cold wind tried hard to recall all the memories of last night, but could not remember what happened. It just vaguely remembered that the girl appeared in her room without clothes, and she completely lost her impression of what happened afterwards.

Just as Han Feng was still recalling his memories with a bitter smile, the girl sipped her mouth and moved her position, revealing most of the white skin on her chest. Only then did Han Feng realize that she was still in the girl's body. The scene in front of her, coupled with the warmth, made Han Feng's body instinctively react again.

The girl seemed to feel something, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyelashes began to tremble, and she seemed to be about to wake up. Han Feng was shocked, subconsciously feeling guilty, and immediately closed her eyes and pretended not to know.

A chuckle came into Han Feng's ears, and a stream of hot air was transmitted to Han Feng's ears. "Bad guy, I want to do something bad again early in the morning." The girl bit Han Feng's ear and twisted her body. Han Feng couldn't control it immediately, so she opened her eyes, pushed the girl away from her body, and jumped up.

"Hmph, I knew you were pretending to be asleep." The girl jumped up when she saw Han Feng jumping up and looked proud. I don't know if she didn't see the unnatural slightest on Han Feng's face, or if she pretended not to see it.

The jumping cold wind didn't know what to do. Lilith's face came to her mind. Regret, guilt, and shame suddenly filled Han Feng's whole heart.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Oh, it hurts." The girl saw Han Feng not talking for a long time, and thought Han Feng was unwell, so she stood up immediately. She wanted to support Han Feng, but she stood up and screamed in pain and fell back.

Han Feng quickly helped the girl, and the two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere fell into an unspeakable embarrassment.

As a man, at this time, I should do something. Han Feng took a deep breath and his expression turned positive. "I'm sorry, I lost control last night, but I will be responsible for my actions."

Although Han Feng looked serious, there was a hint of coldness in his tone and his eyes seemed a little hollow. How could the girl not see the problem? After being stunned for a long time, the girl asked with a foggy look in her eyes: "Isn't you who belong to you in your heart?"

Hanfeng pondered for a moment, and he wanted to say yes, to comfort the girl, but his conscience did not allow him to do so. Lilith's appearance was lingering in his mind. In the end, Hanfeng shook his head sincerely. "No."

The girl's eyes suddenly turned red, gritted her teeth, and held back tears flowing out of her eyes. She struggled out of the cold wind's arms, walked staggeringly towards the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and silently put on her clothes.

The thing that girl was most worried about happened. She had always wished to think that she was in Han Feng's heart. But as time went by, the girl gradually discovered some suspicion, but from the bottom of her heart she was unwilling to admit this fact. Now she got a positive answer, and the girl's heart seemed to be torn apart, even more painful than the pain she had just experienced. She couldn't breathe even if she couldn't breathe.

Hanfeng opened his mouth several times and didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only stand there without doing anything. He should be responsible for what he did. Hanfeng really wanted to take her into his arms and take good care of her. But from the beginning to the end, Hanfeng did not treat the girl as a lover, at most it was a brother-sister relationship. Indeed, Hanfeng liked the girl's simplicity and kindness very much, but this did not mean love, nor did he mean that he could accept her against his conscience.

The girl put on her clothes, stood up, and walked out the door a little staggeringly. Han Feng stood there in a daze without moving. The girl passed by Han Feng, then glanced at the corner of the blood-stained clothes. She bent down with some difficulty, picked up the corner of the clothes and put them in her arms.

It was not until the door that the girl turned around, with a smile on her face, and returned to her previous appearance, as if nothing had happened. "Bing, pack up quickly, we're going back."

Seeing the girl's appearance as if nothing happened, Hanfeng felt even more guilty. Hanfeng really had the urge to rush up and hug her. In the end, reason stopped her. If it was broken, it would be broken. Long pain was better than short pain. Hanfeng nodded stiffly, turned around and closed his eyes.

The girl stayed at the door for a while, then pushed open the door, stepped out, and closed the door gently. The girl leaned against the door, tears flowing down like pearls with broken threads.

"Why don't you catch up with me, why don't you keep me, why don't you lie to me, even if you just want to comfort me, why did you let me go so heartlessly?" The girl kept shouting inside, but the person slowly squatted down at the door, buried her cheeks between her knees, and sobbing softly.

How could Hanfeng not know that the girl was outside the door, but Hanfeng did not dare to go out. He was afraid of facing it, so he had no face to face it. Hanfeng took a deep breath, his figure flashed rapidly, and rushed out of the window until the sea of ​​blood. The Hanfeng suddenly jumped into the sea of ​​blood, and the cold ice began to condense with the cold wind as the center, and the cold breath gradually calmed down Hanfeng's agitated heart.

Han Feng's face turned cold, and he sank his mind into his body and began to look for what made him suddenly lose control, so he made such a big mistake.

Soon Han Feng found the only difference in his heart. The blood crystal in his mind, which was only the size of a rice grain, had expanded several times at this moment, as big as a tail finger. You can clearly feel that the blood crystal is filled with various madness energy.

Han Feng had a trace of regret on his face. Long before he met the rock turtle, Han Feng had discovered that the blood crystal could make him lose his mind and even lose control of his body. He was just used to the existence of the soul-suppressing spirit and ice touch. Han Feng firmly believed that even if the blood crystal had problems, the soul-suppressing spirit and ice touch could effectively resist it, and he had never taken any mental problems to heart. It was too late to remedy it now.

I had no idea about the blood crystal cold wind in my mind. I could only enter the space of the blood-crying stone and ask about the octopus and rock turtle who were once a divine servant, hoping to get an answer from it.

"Do you know what happened last night?" Han Feng asked with an ugly expression.

The rock turtle and the octopus did not deny it and nodded together. "I know."

"Then why don't you stop me?" Han Feng's face looked even more ugly when he heard such an answer.

The rock turtle and the octopus were ashamed and said helplessly: "I want to stop it, but I can't get out. Besides, this is a good thing."
Chapter completed!