Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

In the warm room, Wang Yinyin stuffed herself into the quilt, and the soft and fluffy quilt was used by her to make a small house.

Wang Yinyin felt cold all over and had no strength left. She could only curl up in the warm quilt like a baby.

I don't know what's wrong with me recently, it's always like this, in waves.

Wang Yinyin thought, this time I really have to go to the hospital to check it out, I really hate having my blood drawn!

While lying there, Wang Yinyin heard the sound of the door opening.

Wang Yinyin was in a daze. It couldn’t be Shi Yan at this time as he was so busy with official duties.

She curled herself up even tighter and tighter, like an insecure baby.

The room was covered with blankets and she could not hear the footsteps of anyone coming. She felt a familiar hug holding her through the quilt.

Song Shiyan's clear voice with a hint of coolness came.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Yinyin leaned towards him, but was unwilling to take herself out of the quilt, and spoke to him sullenly.

"I'm so cold. I don't feel comfortable at all. The air conditioner is on, but I'm still so cold."

Song Shiyan changed into pajamas and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Wang Yinyin was building her own kingdom inside the quilt, but a gentle but irresistible force pulled her quilt away.

Wang Yinyin immediately snuggled into his arms. The warm breath surrounded her, and the refreshing soap scent made her uncomfortable body feel much better.

Song Shiyan gently held Wang Yinyin in his arms, his lake-like eyes covered with a layer of mist.

"I'll ask the doctor to come to the house and take a look later."

Wang Yinyin hugged his waist.

"But I don't want to have blood drawn. It really hurts~"

Song Shiyan said soothingly: "The research institute has recently made a new achievement. When the needle enters the human body, it can reduce the pain to the greatest extent."

Wang Yinyin rubbed against him: "But it still hurts."

Song Shiyan patted her on the back gently, his voice low and slightly nasal, like he was whispering.

"Yin Yin, please be good, okay?"

Wang Yinyin couldn't help but feel soft-hearted when she heard his soft words.

"Okay, I know you're worried."

Song Shiyan patted her gently with a regular rhythm. Wang Yinyin buried her face in his neck, feeling his breath and warmth, and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost dusk.

Song Shiyan held her in his arms, and his pretty face looked like a little flower.

The original wooden floor was covered with a thick, long-haired carpet, which was softer than the one in the baby's room. The quilt was also replaced and was even softer and fluffier.

It was rare for Song Shiyan to do nothing. He just looked ahead, not knowing what he was thinking. He didn't even notice that Wang Yinyin had woken up.

Wang Yinyin kissed him, and he seemed to wake up from a dream. He looked down at Wang Yinyin with a gentle smile on his lips.

"What time is it? Has the doctor arrived yet?"

Song Shiyan's tone was calm.

"The doctor has been here, but he didn't call you because you were sleeping soundly. It's not a big problem. It's just that you will be more afraid of cold in the future, and you will have to take medicine every day."

Wang Yinyin pressed herself against Song Shiyan's chest and spoke to him with her eyes wide open.

"My dear, I have to take medicine every day, and there is no problem."

Song Shiyan chuckled, with a faint dimple at the corner of his lips.

"It's just medicine. No injections. It won't hurt."

Wang Yinyin was very curious, so she rested her elbows on his chest, held his face and asked.

"What kind of illness is this? Do I need to keep taking medicine? Do I need to be hospitalized?"

Song Shiyan coaxed him calmly, his face still as calm as usual, but the hand that was not holding her was trembling slightly.

Wang Yinyin trusted Song Shiyan more than she trusted herself, so when she heard him say that everything was fine, she really believed him.

After a while, Song Shiyan proposed to travel with Wang Yinyin.

Wang Yinyin is currently teaching the first grade, so resigning will not have much impact on the child. She is just very curious about why Song Shiyan suddenly brought this up.

"Your job is so important, is it really okay? Didn't we plan to go together after you retired?"

Song Shiyan put down the computer, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head slightly, his white neck like a swan.

"It's already been arranged. Grauil will take care of everything. Trust me, okay?"

His voice was casual and laid back, as if removing state power was just like picking a flower.

Wang Yinyin smiled sweetly with sparkling eyes.

"I believe whatever you say."

He did what he said and entrusted the two children to his friend, refusing to take care of them no matter what.

Wang Yinyin felt soft-hearted and let them cry their hearts out, but under the suppression of her beloved husband, she could only video chat with them every night.

The first stop was to Kyoto, where they had been together before.

The peonies are still blooming so luxuriantly.

In the past two years, they have traveled to many places.

They accidentally got lost in the desert. Two people, leading three camels, walked from night to day, and found an oasis following the moon.

Wang Yinyin also became addicted to sea fishing, but her skin was fair and she would not get tanned, but if she got sunburned, it would hurt if touched.

When Song Shiyan was applying medicine to her, he couldn't help but look around like a fish.

"Shi Yan Shi Yan, it hurts so much!"

But Song Shiyan showed no mercy and used his ruthless iron hand to apply the medicine to Wang Yinyin.

But even though it hurt so much, Wang Yinyin still didn't learn her lesson and went to the beach with her fishing rod the next day.

When climbing a mountain, Wang Yinyin always likes to play tricks. She would only climb halfway up the mountain and then say that her legs were hurting and she couldn't climb any further.

At this time, she would act coquettishly in a sweet voice, pull Song Shiyan's arm and act coquettishly, asking him to carry her on his back.

If the road was not steep, Song Shiyan would just glance at him indifferently, then lean over, and Wang Yinyin would jump on it.

But if the road is too steep, Song Shiyan will not be able to move, and Wang Yinyin will have to climb by herself.

However, her habit of remembering food but not beatings is still evident. Even if climbing the mountain is hard and tiring, she only remembers the beautiful scenery on the mountain.

Over the past two years, they have traveled to every corner of the country, occasionally visiting their children along the way.

Wang Yinyin still often felt cold all over, but as long as Song Shiyan held her, she felt everything was fine.

At the last stop, they will climb the snow-capped mountains to watch the sunrise.

The vast snow-capped mountains are covered in white, and from the top of the mountain you can see deep black, and the whole world seems to have become clean.

Wang Yinyin felt cold all over. She could no longer tell whether the chill came from her bones or from the holy snow-capped mountains.

Song Shiyan held Wang Yinyin in his arms and sat on the top of the mountain, watching the rising sun.

Wang Yinyin was so cold that she couldn't draw any warmth from Song Shiyan's body, but the sun was really beautiful, like a rainbow of colors.

Wang Yinyin said softly to Song Shiyan: "Shiyan, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while."

Song Shiyan hugged Wang Yinyin tightly, with a gentle smile on his face, and kissed Wang Yinyin's eyes.

Gently said: "Go to sleep, I will always hold you, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

Wang Yinyin's consciousness became blurred, and a brilliant and warm light enveloped their surroundings.

"Well, I'll always be with you. After we get down the mountain, I want to go fish, but the damn fish won't take the bait."

The wind on the snowy mountain was blowing mercilessly. Song Shiyan had been holding Wang Yinyin in his arms. He called her softly, but could no longer get a response.