Ye Jingjing was trembling all over. If the cold body temperature continued, she would definitely die.
"Xin'er... alas, there is nothing we can do."
Li Xuanxuan lay down undressed and hugged Yang Yixin's body tightly.
Being hugged tightly by Li Xuanxuan and absorbing his warm body temperature... Ye Jingjing felt more comfortable.
Why didn't this damn man come up early?
Dissatisfied thoughts popped into her mind, and soon sleep invaded Ye Jingjing, and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up it was already bright.
Ye Jingjing blinked her eyes and opened them...
After moving her sore neck, she saw the handsome face above her head.
Li Xuanxuan did not sleep peacefully, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly...
Remembering that Nangongze would be like this when he was sleeping in the past, Ye Jingjing couldn't help but reach out and touch his brow.
Maybe it was Ye Jingjing's touch that woke up Li Xuanxuan, who was sleeping lightly.
His eyelids moved and he finally woke up.
The moment their eyes met, the two felt a little uncomfortable...
Li Xuanxuan was lying with a woman, although this woman would soon become his wife.
But after all, the two of them are not married yet. Besides, it is inconsistent with etiquette for him to appear here, lying on Yang Yixin's bed.
So he seemed a little embarrassed...
Ye Jingjing, on the other hand, felt a little bit like she had been caught doing bad things.
She remembered that Nangongze didn't like people touching his head in the past. No matter who it was... even if Little Red Riding Hood Yang Yixin touched his head, he would frown tightly, although he would not get angry at Yang Yixin.
And if Ye Jingjing touched his head, he would directly wave Ye Jingjing's hand away, leaving her embarrassed and uneasy.
"Haha...morning."
After Ye Jingjing was stunned for a moment, she immediately reacted and adjusted her expression.
Who is she, Ye Jingjing? She has long been accustomed to waking up in a man's arms, and now it's just a hug.
She sat up, greeted Li Xuanxuan happily, and then stretched.
"morning……"
Li Xuanxuan frowned and sat up.
He looked calmly at Yang Yixin, who was yawning in an indistinct manner.