Chapter 41
The room was dark and empty, with white air everywhere.
There was only an ice bed in the center, crystal clear, as bright as crystal, with a strong cold air. Ji Xuan sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees, and meditated quietly.
A fox sneaked in quietly and hid in the corner. The white mist dissipated and the fox suddenly transformed into a human form.
Sang Yihuan hid behind the stone pillar, looked around, and finally focused on the man. Ji Xuan's eyebrows were frosted, his eyes were tightly closed, his temperament was refined, elegant and calm.
He didn't know the intruder in the forbidden room, let alone what the intruder was going to do.
With her eyes fixed, as if she had made some kind of determination, the woman's clothes were loose and she slowly approached the person in the center with her bare feet.
Quietly approaching Junba's figure, her arms climbed up like a snake, and her warm body pressed against Ji Xuan's cold body. The skin in contact trembled. Sang Yihuan couldn't help but gasp, and her body pressed closer.
It's so cold, and the motionless person in front of me is like an ice sculpture. He has no desires and desires, like an immortal who cannot express his emotions or anger.
The huge difference in body temperature gave her the illusion that she was a human being, while Ji Xuan was a demon who could seduce people and not think about food or tea.
Twisting his waist, Sang Yihuan tilted his head, resting on Ji Xuan's shoulder, facing Ji Xuan. From a distance, it looked like the two of them were entwined.
The ears on the top of her head popped out, and her eyes changed into animal eyes, shining with pink light, and her eyes were as charming as silk. Her arms gradually stretched forward and slid down, touching her hard chest.
"Hmm..."
Ji Xuan frowned, his spiritual consciousness separated from the retreat, his eyes opened slightly, he quickly squeezed the secret in his hand, and the sword made a buzzing sound about to move.
Before he could react, Sang Yihuan moved flexibly and moved directly in front of Ji Xuan. She clamped the man's hand with both hands and pressed him onto the ice bed. She knelt and sat on him.
The slender jade-like legs clamped him tightly, and the weak force suppressed him unable to move. The traces of the brocade clothes rubbed against the delicate skin, causing a slight itching. The long hair fell down on the shoulders, and the two looked at each other.
Ji Xuan's voice was cold and hard: "Su Huan, who asked you to come in?"
With piercing eyes, he spoke while struggling with his arms, trying to get rid of her restraints.
With half-lidded eyelashes, Sang Yihuan glanced at the man's eyebrows, all the way down, and settled on the thin red lips. He always used this place to say hurtful words.
Ignoring him, she arched her waist slightly, her face was beautiful, her animal eyes were shining brightly in the dark forbidden room, with a look of desperate determination.
Leaning over, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and you could even hear the weak heartbeat, strong and powerful.
Ji Xuan stared at her, but she was not afraid. Sang Yihuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and slowly exhaled smoke from his red lips. The sweet pink and white smoke blew onto the person's face, and then got into the nasal cavity.
His face was visibly flushed, and even the strength of his struggle was much reduced. Heat surged up and spread to all his meridians.
Ji Xuan gritted his teeth and asked with difficulty: "What did you do?"
