Seeing that Wen Qing didn't respond, Heiwei thought that his human language was wrong. It looked at Wen Qing and said it again: "cold."

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, she wiped the water droplets from her face, and said to Heiwei, "It's not cold."

He emphasized word by word: "I'm not cold."

Wen Qing is actually not cold, it should be because of the buff of sea orchid, even if his body is soaked by sea water, it is not cold at all.

It's just that the wet clothes and pants are a little uncomfortable, and the hands and feet are a little heavy.

Black Tail stared at the little female's face, her jet-black hair was wet and stuck to her face, her face was pale, and her lips were red.

Exactly the same as when it was cold in the morning.

Why isn't it cold?

Wen Qing saw the doubts in Heiwei's eyes, and explained slowly: "After you eat that grass for me, it won't be cold."

Blacktail understood this sentence, it pursed its lips, and looked a little disappointed.

In disappointment what goes without saying.

Wen Qing was silent, how could this fish be full of color waste!

His hair was still wet, and the sea water dripped down his cheeks, making him uncomfortable.

Now that the conditions are mild and there is no other way, can only find a fairly clean cloth in the shell and start wiping hair.

He was also wet, but he didn't dare to take it off because of the black tail.

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and wiped her hair carelessly.

The water drops splashed on the black tail's lips, it licked its lips, and looked at the white wrist of the little female.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the colorful paper that the little female threw in the corner at will.

Blacktail leaned over and picked it up.

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