This warm feeling didn't happen again and again. Every time he was gentle to her, that feeling came to her heart. What was going on?
I remember that my sister had fed her when she was sick before. Why didn’t she feel this way at that time?
The bowl of white rice was quickly eaten, Murong Ge burped, and Shen Junyi put down the bowl with satisfaction.
"Want another bowl?"
"No more!" She was almost exhausted, but she still wanted to eat?
"Okay." He didn't force her, put the bowl back on the tray, and began to take off his coat.
Murong Ge was shocked, "You, what do you want to do?"
You don't want to do that kind of thing, right? You just finished eating and you don't let her digest it before you do such a strenuous exercise?
"Sleep!" He said calmly, and almost took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of trousers on his lower body. The strong muscles of his upper body made Murong Ge blush.
Although they slept together, they had never seen his body so frontally.
"You're blushing again." He sat on the bed and held her in his arms.
For some reason, Murong Ge actually missed his hug. In the past, when he hugged her, she would always subconsciously want to struggle, but not today. She even enjoyed the feeling of being in his arms.