While Su Xiyue was in trance, Hanliu had already carried Su Xiyue back to the bed. Hanliu placed Su Xiyue on the bed, then leaned over and held Su Xiyue's feet in the darkness.
In his memory, her feet had always been very delicate, not too big or too small, and they were so suitable for her white and slender toes, just like lotus petals.
Su Xiyue was touched at the sole of her foot, and she trembled subconsciously for a while. She wanted to retract her foot, but Hanliu held it tightly. Unable to escape, Su Xiyue suppressed her blush and said, "Hanliu, let go."
"Don't let go." The big palm kept wrapping Su Xiyue's other foot in the palm of his hand. The soles of Su Xiyue's feet were cold and covered with cold air, which made him feel distressed. "It's naked like this."
I can walk around with my feet without fear of pain like before. Have you had your period?"
His tone was gentle, and there was no hint of happiness or anger, but it reminded Su Xiyue of the time many years ago when she walked into the kitchen barefoot and saw Hanliu busy, and Hanliu also saw her, hurriedly
He carried her to the sofa, fearing that she would get a little cold. She thought that such beauty would last forever.
"Afraid..." Su Xiyue's voice was as thin as a mosquito, low.
Since leaving him, no one has cared about his physical pain. Even Zeng Haoran has never bothered about it.
Every month, there are always a few days when the pain makes her roll on the bed, twisting and turning, and she wishes she could bite her teeth and commit suicide, but no one will bring her a bowl of boiled eggs with brown sugar and pepper.
"Why are you still like this?" Hanliu sighed helplessly, still holding Su Xiyue's feet. He didn't know how long it took for his frozen feet to feel warmer. He lowered his head and took a breath.
The soft, numb feeling between her feet made Su Xiyue involuntarily close her feet together, her cheeks turned red as if she wanted to imitate her, and she murmured in a low voice, "It's so itchy."
After rubbing Su Xiyue's feet for a while, he quickly put Su Xiyue's feet under the quilt to prevent him from getting cold again. He also got on the bed, pulled Su Xiyue's quilt ruthlessly, and rolled himself in it.
, he was woken up when she opened the balcony door and went out.
He understands her and naturally knows how much pressure she is feeling right now.
Therefore, he did not intend to hide anything from her anymore, including about Zhou Qiang and Haohao.
He is just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a perfect opportunity to speak out and let them be together forever.
Seeing Su Xiyue being so timid in the face of feelings, he was more anxious than anyone else. Maybe he should do something to make this slow little girl react faster...
The cold current surrounded Su Xiyue, and he was fascinated by the aura on her body. It was precisely because of this aura that every night he spent with her here, he could sleep peacefully without worries, and he would not suffer from insomnia.
"Hanliu..." Just when Hanliu thought Su Xiyue had fallen asleep, the small voice suddenly sounded, making Hanliu feel soft in his heart.
Hanliu turned around and turned sideways, just enough for Su Xiyue to rest on his arm, and he could also gaze directly above Su Xiyue's head. Although Su Xiyue could not see anything in the dark, this
The sympathizing look between the four eyes still made Su Xiyue suffocate for a second.