An Xiaoruo felt a little embarrassed due to the sudden awkward atmosphere.
Fortunately, Gong Jingling is unconscious now, otherwise he would have been humiliated and thrown into his ancestral grave, and he was so obsessed with his body. An Xiaoruo, you can go and die.
(Tang: Tsk tsk, I can’t tell you are still embarrassed. I thought your face was thicker than the city wall! Ruo: Your sister, my face is obviously thinner than paper! Tang: (#‵′)convex)
"cold..."
"It's so cold..."
After An Xiaoruo had been infatuated for such a short time, Gong Jingling's expression changed greatly. The redness of his handsome face faded away, gradually turning white and cold, and his thin crimson lips turned into
Cyan pressed tightly into a line, and his hands tightly grasped his body, as if such coldness penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was about to devour the person.
An Xiaoruo frowned and became annoyed: "Why is it getting cold again? Is it a low fever?"
As he spoke, he touched Gong Jingling's face with his little hand, and immediately withdrew his hand reflexively: "Why is it so cold? Isn't this a symptom of fever? Could it be that Gong Jingling has always had a strange disease?
?”
However, An Xiaoruo has never heard of any strange illness that Gong Jingling has.
What to do now?
"cold..."
"cold..."
The weak voice kept humming, so as not to make people feel distressed. An Xiaoruo couldn't bear to leave it alone, so he directly pulled the quilt next to Gong Jingling and wrapped it tightly around Gong Jingling.
"This way... it shouldn't be cold anymore, right?"
However, even with a layer of quilt wrapped around Gong Jingling, Gong Jingling's current situation has not changed at all. He still moaned in pain: "It's so cold...Mommy...I'm so cold...don't leave."
I...."
"Uh...even mommy called out..." Is this guy having a nightmare?
His shivering body kept shaking, and his face was getting worse and worse. An Xiaoruo really had no choice, so he got into the quilt and hugged Gong Jingling's almost ice-like figure tightly.
Even An Xiaoruo couldn't help but trembled from the coldness. Just as he was about to shrink back, he was hugged tightly by Gong Jingling.
An Xiaoruo just wants to cry now!! Who would have known that this guy's body is so cold, it's no different from an ice cube. Now even An Xiaoruo doesn't want to use his body to warm him, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it, because of this
The guy hugged An Xiaoruo so tightly, as if he was trying to rub An Xiaoruo into his life.
This situation was unprecedented. An Xiaoruo found that Gong Jingling was extremely insecure and fearful.
"Gong Jing Zero? Gong Jing Zero??"
An Xiaoruo tried to struggle twice to get out of his arms, but the harder he struggled, the tighter he held him, as if he was afraid that An Xiaoruo would leave him, and shouted from time to time: "Mommy,
I'm obedient, please don't leave me, okay..."
"Mommy...Mommy...don't leave, okay..."
"It's really cold...so cold..."
Damn, this guy thinks of me as his mother. Why am I so unlucky? An Xiaoruo struggled twice and stopped struggling. Although Gong Jingling's body was so cold, An Xiaoruo seemed to be unaware of it.