After doing all this, she felt relaxed and at peace.
She stretched out her little hand and touched his forehead.
The next second, her slender wrist was grasped by his big palm, and he coveted the warmth and softness on her skin, "Cold...cold..."
There are no extra quilts here.
Xia Xiwan bit her moist lower lip with her fine white teeth, then lifted the quilt, and Xianchen's body got into his arms.
Xia Xiwan stretched out her slender arms and hugged his slender waist, pressing her soft body against his cold skin.
After a while, he seemed to feel colder.
Maybe he won't survive tonight.
Xia Xiwan looked at his pale handsome face and pursed thin lips. The injured man showed a bit of morbid weakness, much like a cold and dignified young man from a famous family.
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and untied her clothes. Her little hands also reached into his clothes and touched his slim and narrow waist...
One is warm, one is cold.
One is soft and one is hard.
Touching his cold skin, Xia Xiwan shivered in his arms with her moist shoulders curled up.
However, her body temperature became scorching.
No matter how cold it is, hugging each other is the best way for men and women to keep warm.
His body temperature is also getting warmer, but not significantly.
Now that she had decided to save him and how she would go in the future, Xia Xiwan no longer hesitated. She held back her slender Yu Jie and ran her small hands down his narrow waist...
Lu Hanting had a dream.
He was walking in the desert, under the scorching sun, his throat was thirsty, and his body temperature was getting more and more scorching.
Suddenly he opened his deep narrow eyes and saw the person on his body clearly.
Xia Xiwan was sitting on top of him, her long black hair flowing down her shoulders, and the girl's skin exuding a crystal clear luster like jade.
Lu Hanting's deep pupils suddenly shrank. As a proud man like him, he never thought that this day he would wake up as her subordinate.
He rolled his throat up and down. The burning sensation in his back and the stimulation this woman gave him made him quickly frown, stretched out his big palm and pinched her slender waist, "What are you doing?"
What can she do? Keep him warm.
The night of heavy rain was the most unbearable. He had a high fever of 42 degrees, and his whole body was as cold as an ice cellar. It was useless to hold him. She could only turn over and generate warmth through the friction of her skin.
This is the most primitive way of heating.
However, it is also the most ambiguous.
If you dawdle, sparks will easily fly.
Xia Xiwan Xianchen's little face was red and white, and her dark eyes were filled with innocence and charm, making her look alive and fragrant.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the man. He had an injury on his back. There was a high cushion behind him, and he was lying in a lying position.
His handsome and jade-like face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his curled eyelashes fell quietly on his deep eyelids. Now he was really pure and beautiful.
She had the idea of bullying him.
The world's largest tycoon, the powerful and domineering Lu Hanting, unexpectedly fell into her hands one day.
Xia Xiwan raised her pretty face, then stretched out her little hand to pinch his strong chin, "What to do? Of course... do it to you!"
“…”
Lu Hanting's eyes darkened. He felt his lips were dry, so he stretched out his long tongue and licked his thin lips, "Say it again, okay?"
Xia Xiwan blinked at the playful Yu Jie, "If you ask me to say it again, I will say it again. I don't want to lose face?"
"Ha." Lu Hanting stared at her faintly, and a low laugh escaped from his hoarse throat.
Xia Xiwan's scalp was numb. Although he was sick, he had been immersed in shopping malls for many years and was so aggressive that no one dared to invade him even if he was sick.
"I'm kidding you, Lord Xi, your body has warmed up. I can go down now." She wanted to climb down.
But Lu Hanting grabbed her slender waist with his palm and pulled her into his arms.