Every day the puppet is playing dead

It was snowing lightly in the forest.

It's very strange, because it's not the time for snow, the mountains and forests are lush and green, and the white snowflakes are finely broken, and as soon as they fall on the leaves, they turn into a drop of water.

Standing in the forest, Chongyu stretched out his hand, trying to catch a snowflake, but even with the low-temperature puppet body, when the snowflake landed on Chongyu's finger, it was still a drop of water.

"Yun Zixiao...has he left yet?"

Chong Yu withdrew his hand and asked.

He is not stupid, he knows that such abnormal weather must only be caused by Yun Zixiao.

The mountains here are stretching, and Yuan Wuxin didn't take him away from the mountains immediately, but teleported him to somewhere in the forest.

Yuan Wuxin sat on a rock, raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said lightly:

"who knows."

Now, Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin were in a cave, with a fire at their feet.

It was getting dark, Yuan Wuxin said, this place is not far from Lingxian Pavilion, why not just rest here for one night and make plans tomorrow.

The humidity in the mountain forest was very heavy, and the depths of the cave that Yuan Wuxin found were continuously filled with a chill, and water droplets kept dripping from the corners.

The setting sun is already in the distance, the sky shows a mixture of blue and purple, and the moon gradually reveals its figure.

And when the sun disappeared like a lion rolling, the light snow in the mountains and forests also gradually stopped.

"the time passes so fast."

Chongyu was extremely regretful, he looked into the distance, feeling a little lost in his heart.

"Chongyu, how long are you going to stay outside?"

Yuan Wuxin's cool voice sounded.

Chong Yu's back froze for a moment, and then he returned to the cave in desperation.

In fact, since Yun Zixiao's inexplicable confession, Chongyu has never known how to face Yuan Wuxin, so Chongyu simply pretended not to know anything, pretended to be calm, and pretended to be attracted by other things along the way To lose sight is to live and die not to face Yuan Wuxin face to face.

But there is a limit to doing so, like now, Chongyu really can't find an excuse, so he can only go back to the cave honestly and sit opposite Yuan Wuxin.

The orange flames reflected on the faces of the two.

Chongyu sat on the rock opposite Yuan Wuxin, he writhed for a long time, hesitated and didn't know what to say.

Yuan Wuxin frowned, he moved the wood of the bonfire with a wooden stick, and then said in a deep voice:

"Why, there are nails on the butt?"

Chong Yu was choked, he coughed lightly, and asked in a low voice:

"Why are you... here?"

Due to the lack of confidence, Chong Yu's voice was almost inaudible when it came to the end.

From Chong Yu's point of view, what he did in the secret room at the beginning, if Yuan Wuxin were replaced by him, he would definitely die of old age and never communicate with each other. If they met each other and didn't stab him in revenge, it would be regarded as the utmost benevolence.

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin suddenly raised his head, sneered, and said:

"Why can't I be here? You are my puppet."

As soon as the word "puppet" came out, Chong Yu couldn't help frowning. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He lowered his head, looked at the flames in front of him, and there were two small red dots reflected in the black pupils.

A long silence followed.

After a while, Yuan Wuxin realized that he probably shouldn't have mentioned the word "puppet".

"This seat...brought the arm you left behind."

Yuan Wuxin paused and said.

Hearing that his arm was in Yuan Wuxin's hand, Chongyu straightened up and looked at Yuan Wuxin in surprise.

He also thought that his arm would never come back.

"So, where is my arm?"

Chongyu wanted to see his own arm immediately, and it would be better if he could put his own arm on immediately, he didn't want to be a one-armed hero;

When he said this, Chongyu's tone was full of anticipation, but after saying a few words, he remembered the delicate relationship between himself and Yuan Wuxin, and finally asked cautiously.

Now, outside the cave, the night is dark and the sky is full of stars;

Inside the cave, the orange-red fire light gave off a little warmth, and the two next to the campfire, like two little hedgehogs, wanted to get closer to each other, but because of the long thorns all over their bodies, they often moved towards each other. After taking a small step, he stopped again, nervously afraid that the thorns on his body would pierce the opponent.

Yuan Wuxin pursed his lips, took out the ice jade box from the storage bag, and said in a low voice:

"it's here."

He opened the box, and as soon as he opened it, white cold air came out of it;

Afterwards, Chong Yu saw that inside the box was a pale-skinned arm.

The arm is intact, with a red mark at the junction of the shoulder blades.

Chongyu's heart skipped a beat, he looked at the arm inside the box, then at Yuan Wuxin, and fell silent.

The two of them looked at the arm inside the box, and they didn't know how long it had passed, and the only sound left in the cave was the sound of the "crackling" burning wood of the bonfire.

The orange-red fire light shines on the arm, and after a long time, it reflects a little warm light on the skin;

Chong Yu looked at it, and couldn't help being frightened, for fear that his arm would melt like this.

Chongyu's eager eyes looked like a cat tempted by a small dried fish. He wanted to stretch out his paws to retrieve the dried fish, but he was afraid that the dried fish would be in the hands of a bad person.

Yuan Wuxin understood the longing in Chongyu's eyes, he suddenly became a little cautious, so he withdrew his plan to hand the box to Chongyu, and said instead:

"Undress."

Chong Yu froze for a moment:

"Undress?"

Yuan Wuxin lowered his eyes, avoiding Chongyu's probing gaze, and explained without blushing:

"Put your arm back on for you."

Chong Yu frowned and thought for a while, then nodded, pretending to be calm:

"Okay, that's troublesome."

In Chongyu's view, what Yuan Wuxin is going to do should be the same as what he saw Yuan Wuxin doing when he traveled back then.

That being the case, he didn't want to twitch.

Chongyu began to unbutton his shirt with one hand.

But when she was unbuttoning and only a thin layer of obscene clothes remained, Chong Yu stopped.

For some reason, Chongyu felt a little embarrassed.

He thought for a while, turned around, sat down with his back to Yuan Wuxin, then took off the last layer of cover, and said:

"I'm ready."

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyes, just in time to see a ray of moonlight slanting/into the cave, shining on Chongyu's back, revealing a dazzlingly white skin.

It's very strange, it's obviously the same body, when he was a puppet, Yuan Wuxin was used to it, he didn't feel anything;

But now, when Chongyu wakes up, this body seems to have changed——

The flesh of that body gradually became blood-colored, and it was no longer as pale as death, but gradually became as clear as snow jade, with thin texture covering the skeleton, a thin layer, more is too much, less One point is too little.

Yuan Wuxin's breathing was chaotic for a second.

"Ok?"

After waiting for Yuan Wuxin for a long time, Chongyu looked back suspiciously.

"it is good."

Yuan Wuxin remained calm, he walked behind Chong Yu, sat down, and put his hand on the place where Chong Yu's broken arm was.

As soon as he put his hand on it, Chong Yu couldn't help shaking.

The puppet's body is indeed slow to touch, but the red marks on each joint are the most sensitive.

And when the rest of the places are dull and only a few places are left sensitive, every time you touch the red mark, the feeling you feel on your body will be infinitely magnified.

Chong Yu gritted her teeth, trying to put this weird feeling behind her.

Yuan Wuxin had a panoramic view of Chongyu's reaction, a dark light flashed in his blood-red pupils, but he didn't take his hand away.

Due to the dark fire in his body, Yuan Wuxin's body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people, but now it was placed on Chongyu's skin like a ball of fire.

Yuan Wuxin stretched out his hand and rubbed the broken part of Chongyu's arm, the stimulation made the flesh under his hand shudder, trembling slightly, like a clam that was forcefully pried open, and was forced to expose the soft meat inside, wanting to close the clam quickly The shell, but because the clam shell was stuck by someone, it could only be slaughtered like this.

Chongyu didn't dare to look at his broken arm, but he could feel that every place Yuan Wuxin touched was hot. The coolness in the cave was particularly obvious at this moment. The cool wind blew by, and he couldn't help shaking his body. A sense of shame rose strangely.

"Yuan, Yuan Wuxin?"

Chong Yu whispered Yuan Wuxin's name.

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows, he pinched Chongyu's shoulder blades and inscribed the incantation:

"What should you call me?"

Caught off guard, Chong Yu let out a muffled snort, only feeling half of her body go numb;

He waited for a long time before he realized what Yuan Wuxin was talking about, so he said in a low voice:

"Owner."

He paused, and couldn't help urging:

"Come on, I'm... not feeling well."

Yuan Wuxin chuckled and explained:

"I have to see the spell clearly before I can attach your arm. You don't want your arm to be attached in the wrong direction, do you?"

A few seconds later, Chong Yu's muffled voice came:

"Okay...but don't... hurry up."

In fact, why is it so troublesome to connect that arm, but Yuan Wuxin just wanted to be so troublesome.

The problem that could have been solved in a second, Yuan Wuxin rubbed the mantra on Chongyu's arm, and after making Chongyu fidgety, he stopped satiated and took out the arm from the ice jade box.

After Zhongyu noticed that Yuan Wuxin's hand moved away, he let out a small breath, but before he finished breathing, the severed arm was suddenly connected to a cold arm, and under the stimulation of the two sides, Chongyu I couldn't help panting, and as soon as my body softened, I fell out.

Yuan Wuxin grabbed Chongyu and asked:

"what happened?"

The arm had already been put back on, and Chongyu fell into Yuan Wuxin's arms. At this moment, he was looking at the arm he put on wholeheartedly, and he didn't feel that this posture was a bit strange.

"I can't feel it."

Chongyu tried to move the attached arm, but he didn't know if it was because the arm had been frozen for a long time. It didn't listen to Chongyu's orders at all, and fell heavily, unable to move a finger.

Now, the only thing Chongyu can feel is the heat from Yuan Wuxin's body through the cold arms.

"it will be fine after a while."

Yuan Wuxin thought for a while, probably because the puppet's body hadn't fully adapted, so he explained, then took out a cushion from the storage bag, and threw it on the ground.

After doing all this, Yuan Wuxin put Chongyu on the mat, covered him with clothes, and sat beside him.

Chongyu lay with his back facing Yuan Wuxin, the newly fitted arm was carefully protected by Chongyu with the other hand.

At this time, the cave became quiet again.

Chong Yu was lying down, with his back facing Yuan Wuxin, his shoulders and the back of his neck exposed, his fair skin under the firelight, like clear warm jade, and the red mantra printed on his shoulders, forming a stark contrast.

Yuan Wuxin looked at it for a while, then he silently looked away.

After an unknown amount of time, Chong Yu, who was lying motionless on the spot, suddenly trembled. He sniffed and let out a little cry:

"Yuan Wuxin...I'm not feeling well."

Yuan Wuxin's heart tightened, he walked over and asked:

"what happened?"

"My... body is so cold, and my hands... are gone."

Chongyu wanted to move, but couldn't.

He was frightened.

Yuan Wuxin was silent for a while, then he suddenly lay down beside Chongyu, and then hugged Chongyu.

This move made Chong Yu choke with fright, but he did not refuse.

Yuan Wuxin's body temperature is like a fire to Chongyu now, just what he needs.

In the darkness, Chong Yu blinked, but he didn't dare to move.

The body temperature that belonged to Yuan Wuxin was transmitted, and the heat that Chongyu disliked very much on weekdays was like a life-saving straw at this moment.

Chongyu was a little awkward, but he didn't struggle.

After a while, Chong Yu said in a low voice:

"It's still a little cold."

Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, he sighed, then stretched out a hand, gently stroked from the shoulder blade, and finally pressed Chongyu's neck with his fingertips, rubbing the skin little by little, as gently as if Flicking the strings, he asked in a low voice:

"Aren't you afraid of me now?"

Under Yuan Wuxin's touch, Chongyu squinted her eyes comfortably like a cat:

"Don't be afraid."

After a pause, Chong Yu pretended to be nonchalant and said:

"Since you want to be my master, you should be responsible until the end. You can leave after I recover."

§Mr. Wen§