President Gao Leng's little wife

"Master, you are back."

"Young Mistress' complexion is not very good today, so hurry up and take Young Mistress to have a look."

Zhang Ma was looking forward to it, and Han Tianyi finally came back.

She was in a hurry.

Han Tianyi paused while taking off his coat, and frowned:

"what happened?"

His tone was extremely low.

"Young Mistress didn't eat much for lunch, she said she didn't have any appetite, and her complexion was really ugly. Master..."

Mama Zhang hesitated to speak.

She had no choice but to point upstairs, signaling Han Tianyi to go and see for himself.

Han Tianyi walked into the bedroom, but unexpectedly it was pitch black.

It gets dark early in winter, and the bedroom without the lights on is pitch black, only the dots of light outside the window.

"pat-"

Han Tianyi turned on the light.

Warm light instantly filled the room.

In the dim light, he saw the thin figure sitting curled up on the bed.

With his back facing him, the shoulder blades are raised high.

I don't know what's going on, no matter how Xia Yuluo raises her face, she always has a fat face.

There is no flesh on the body.

Sometimes when he hugged her at night, he felt that she was too thin.

The room suddenly brightened up.

Xia Yuluo squinted her eyes, the sudden brightness made her eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

A hand stretched out from behind, covering her eyes.

"Open it slowly, dazzling."

The gentle voice is more condensed than the night.

But Xia Yuluo still felt cold.

She shrank herself back.

When he touched her face, he felt her cheeks were cold.

When Han Tianyi touched the icy temperature, he felt distressed, and half blamed him:

"So cold."

Turn the person over and cover her eyes.

After Xia Yuluo slowly got used to the light, she let go of her hand.

Under the light, that little face was pale and even bloodless.

It's almost transparent.

Han Tianyi hugged Xia Yuluo into his arms.

He pulled off the quilt again, covering her tightly.

He kept rubbing his hands.

He waited until his hands were hot, and then pressed them to Xia Yuluo's face, warming her.

Because of Han Tianyi's appearance, the room finally felt a little warmer.

Xia Yuluo's face was no longer so pale.

Han Tianyi leaned against her tightly, holding her little hand which was still cold.

From the beginning to the end, Xia Yuluo didn't send a glance, and let Han Tianyi move.

Han Tianyi leaned against her ear, pressed against her cheek, and asked softly:

"What are you thinking about?"

Xia Yuluo turned her head, her eyes were only looking at the darkness outside the window:
"Nothing, just thinking about your childhood, how you spent those years when I was not around."

Han Tianyi's scorching temperature made her heart ache.

But she held back and just stared blankly.

If Han Tianyi could see her eyes at this moment, he would be frightened by her lifeless eyes.

It's empty and devoid of emotion.

"My childhood?"

Han Tianyi's voice was clear and light.

He looked at Xia Yuluo, her hands were always cold.

He simply untied his clothes and put her hands on his chest.

"Don't make trouble, you'll catch a cold!"

After being exposed to unusual heat, Xia Yuluo was anxious and wanted to hold back.

"That's better than you catching a cold."

Han Tianyi forcefully refused to let her withdraw his hand, but pressed it on his chest.

"I……"

The steaming body temperature spread throughout the whole body along the veins of Xia Yuluo's hands.

Xia Yuluo gradually began to feel warm, and looked up to see Han Tianyi's stubborn expression.

"Why do you do this?"

She lowered her head heavily, apparently absent-minded.