Warm my heart

He could clearly feel that the Qilin blood in his body was becoming purer and richer.

Facing Ma Dingdang's question, Zhang Qiling still didn't dare to make a rash statement: "Maybe... it should be okay."

Before Zhang Qiling finished speaking, the impatient Ma Dingdang reached out without hesitation and took it into his own space.

In an instant, the many monsters that had been lurking quietly around seemed to be completely enraged.

They let out angry roars and arrogant shouts, and rushed towards the two of them like a tide.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Zhang Qiling and Ma Dingdang were not afraid at all. They immediately used all their skills to engage in a thrilling life-and-death battle with these monsters.

They moved their swords swiftly and moved to another position every time they killed a monster, showing their superb skills in their movements.

Soon, the two had killed countless enemies, but the monsters around them continued to pour in.

After a fierce battle, the two finally broke through the siege and reached a high platform.

There seemed to be some mysterious power here that prevented those vicious monsters from taking even a single step inside.

Seeing this, Ma Dingdang immediately used his magical powers to bring Zhang Qiling into his own space.

After entering the space, Ma Dingdang first went to check on Xiao Qinghuan's condition with concern, but found that she had already fallen asleep peacefully.

Ma Dingdang did not go forward to disturb her, but just carefully picked up a piece of clothing.

Then he turned to Zhang Qiling and said, "Little official, I'm going to take a bath and relax. Come over after I'm done."

After saying that, Ma Dingdang blushed shyly and ran quickly towards the hot spring in the distance.

Zhang Qiling's gaze was like a magnet, following Ma Dingdang's movements closely.

His gaze did not shift at all, as if her figure was the only one left in the whole world.

It was not until Ma Dingdang walked towards the hot spring and the bamboo curtain slowly fell, covering her figure, that Zhang Qiling reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Only then did his attention shift to Xiao Qinghuan who was sleeping soundly.

The little guy curled up quietly, like a cute kitten.

In the distance, a robot was busy doing farm work.

Zhang Qiling looked around. This was his first time stepping into this space.

Everywhere you look, you'll see stretches of fertile black soil, planted with a variety of crops, some of which are already ripe and emitting an alluring aroma.

Some are still growing vigorously, green and lush, full of vitality and vigor.

In addition, there are neatly arranged medicinal fields where rare medicinal herbs are planted, emitting a faint fragrance.

Not only that, there are also many poultry strolling leisurely or foraging here.

Looking at the lively chicks, Zhang Qiling couldn't help laughing.

He loves chicken the most and he always worried that he wouldn't have enough to eat.

I didn’t expect that I could achieve “chicken-eating freedom” here!

Just thinking about it makes people happy.

Just as he was immersed in beautiful fantasies.

A slight sound of water came into his ears.

It came from the hot spring where Ma Dingdang was. It was clear and pleasant, like a beautiful piece of music.

When Zhang Qiling thought of Ma Dingdang bathing in the water at this moment, some images involuntarily emerged in his mind. He suddenly felt his face flushed, and even the tips of his ears turned a hint of red.

He hurriedly reached out and pulled down the brim of his hat, trying to cover his already hot cheeks, but his ears seemed to be deliberately defying him, and he could hear even more clearly.

The sound of flowing water kept hitting his eardrums, allowing him to imagine that the clear spring water was flowing over Ma Dingdang's snow-white skin.

Zhang Qiling tried hard to restrain his urge to peek, however, when a breeze blew, the originally drooping bamboo curtain was slightly lifted up.

Through the narrow gap, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful snow-white back.

It was just a fleeting glimpse, but it was enough to make him stare.

After realizing his own gaffe, Zhang Qiling suddenly came to his senses, quickly closed his eyes, and dared not peek again.

However, the beautiful scene was deeply imprinted in his heart and he could not forget it for a long time.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling's mind was like a thousand horses galloping.

All kinds of thoughts were flying around uncontrollably.

Just as he was immersed in his endless reverie, suddenly, a faint and elegant fragrance came to him as gently as a spring breeze.

The fragrance is subtle, yet lingers around your nose, making you intoxicated and unable to extricate yourself.

All I heard was a gentle call: "Little official, go and wash yourself."

Ma Dingdang felt comfortable after taking a hot spring bath.

Ma Dingdang used her spiritual power to quickly dry her wet hair.

However, she suddenly remembered that Zhang Qiling didn't seem to bring any change of clothes.

So she turned around lightly and walked into the house, carefully selecting a set of clean clothes for Zhang Qiling.

For some reason, when she thought of this, her cheeks flushed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she took out a pair of tight underwear for Zhang Qiling.

She held the clothes in her hands, her cheeks as red as the sunset, and she shyly moved slowly towards Zhang Qiling.

Finally coming closer, Ma Dingdang said softly, "Little official, I'll put your clothes here."

I saw a white, slender, and slender hand as delicate as a green onion carefully reaching in from outside the bamboo barrier, tightly holding the neatly folded clothes in its hand.

Ever since Ma Dingdang approached, Zhang Qiling had unconsciously straightened his body, and all the muscles in his body were in a state of high tension.

As the familiar and charming fragrance became stronger and stronger as it entered his nose, he felt as if he had smelled the strongest poison in the world, which instantly made his heart flutter and his mind confused.

In an instant, Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand as if possessed by a ghost and firmly grasped the delicate little hand that was about to retract.

This sudden action caught the defenseless Ma Dingdang off guard. She lost her balance and was pulled into Zhang Qiling's arms.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was a strong and broad chest. The bronze skin exuded the unique charm and strength of men.

Ma Dingdang was completely immersed in the shock brought by the perfect body in front of him.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently pinched the strong muscles. Then she touched it carefully and counted them carefully. She found that there were eight abdominal muscles!

This figure is simply top-notch, making people want to drool.

At this moment, a low and slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Do you like to touch it?"

The voice seemed to carry some long-suppressed emotion, like a volcano about to erupt.

However, at this time, Ma Dingdang was completely unaware that danger was approaching.

Still nodding foolishly, he replied, "It feels so good, so hard."