After feeding a teapot of water, Su Yuanqing was so tired that she collapsed on the soft couch. She lay quietly against Xiahou Yuyang for a while before she realized why she was so stupid just now and why she had to feed water with her own mouth.
What? Wouldn’t you point the spout of the teapot directly at his mouth?
Khan...Wang Wang wouldn’t think he did it on purpose!
Su Yuanqing's face burned at the thought, and he turned to look at Yu Wang. Yu Wang seemed to be much better after being moistened with water and no longer scratched his throat, but his face was still pale and his whole body was trembling, as if he was very cold.
Lean on her.
"Are you cold?" she asked softly. She didn't know why, but seeing the bloodless look on his handsome face, she felt a little pity.
Rather than this weak Prince, she would rather see the Prince who is indifferent, arrogant and as elegant as a noble prince!
"Well..." Yu Wang squeezed out another word from his throat, opened his eyes to look at her, and lowered his eyelids tiredly. His long eyelashes were like fragile butterfly wings, trembling weakly.
This glance allowed Su Yuanqing to catch a glimpse of the icy blue light in his eyes. The bright color made her heart tremble, and more pity came to her. She saw this man four times, and twice he was in pain.
What disease did he have and why was he in so much pain?
Seeing him curled up into a ball, her motherly nature came back to her. She turned sideways without thinking, opened her arms and hugged him.
Xiahou Yuyang was startled and opened his eyes again. Su Yuanqing forced a smile and said: "I don't mean anything else... I think holding you can make you warmer!"
Xiahou Yuyang looked at her with his icy blue eyes. The light in the carriage was dim, but Su Yuanqing could see that his eyes were glowing faintly, with his little self printed inside. She couldn't see clearly what she was inside.
Like this, I could only feel Xiahou Yuyang's tense muscles slowly relaxing.
"You can also make me warmer"!
Xiahou Yuyang's voice was originally very pleasant, but now I don't know whether it was due to illness or the illusion caused by the narrow space in the car, but it turned out to be very sexy.
As soon as Su Yuanqing was in a trance, she felt Xiahou Yuyang break away from her hand and hold her in his arms. His big hand grabbed her and pressed her tightly against him.
Now Su Yuanqing's whole body was stiff, standing upright. She felt his cold chest pressing against hers, and the cold air drifted into her clothes. She couldn't help but shrink...
"Is it cold? Let's do something to forget this discomfort!"
Xiahou Yuyang said in her ear, and Su Yuanqing felt his cold lips slide across her cheeks, and the next moment he kissed her lips precisely.
Her mind suddenly went blank, her almond-shaped eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't think of anything...