Chapter 225

Murong yuan hurriedly got up from the bed, wearing neither shoes nor socks, and wearing only a thin layer of Chinese clothes. Su Yunchu felt a little ambiguous about their actions. Just listening to Murong yuan's worried tone, although she blushed slightly, she still replied, "much better, you... You let me down first."

Then in the dim light, Murong Yuan found Su Yunchu's unnatural look, and his lovely red earlobes. The worry on his face was replaced by a smile on the corner of his mouth, "ah Chu is shy?"

Su Yunchu's face was hot when he said it, but he calmly came down from Murong yuan's leg, stood aside, took his wrist pulse, ignored his words, glanced at him and asked, "do you still have a headache?"

Murongyuan looked at Su Yunchu's strong self composure and didn't expose her, "much better, it's all right."

Su Yun first felt his steady pulse and believed his words, "it's okay."

But he took Murong yuan's cloak on the other side of the soft couch and put it on for him, "no matter what happens in the future, we can't be reckless. We can use force at this time!"

Murong yuan's eyes flashed slightly. Instead of responding to Su Yunchu's words, he took the woman who tied his belt in front of him into his arms again, "it's hard today!"

Su Yunchu struggled slightly, "it's cold. Get up and wear shoes and socks first!"

Murong yuan didn't let her go, "it's not cold!"

Su Yunchu had no choice but to help his forehead. He wondered if the goods would never go back to their original cold and silent appearance.

Besides, she's really not used to being held like this. When they were outside today, they had a new understanding and couldn't help themselves. She couldn't control it. Previously, when Murong yuan was poisoned, she felt uncomfortable for him and didn't care about those. But now, to be honest, she can't convince her psychological age of dozens of years to be held in her arms like a child.

Murong yuan didn't seem to feel Su Yunchu's discomfort, but he held her hand, "is ah Chu too cold? Is this hand so cold?"

Su Yunchu did not doubt that he was "not cold."

"Who said, this hand is frozen purple." he also took a breath of heat from his mouth.

Then he looked at Su Yunchu's lips, "ah Chu's lips must be very cold and frozen purple."

Here, Su Yunchu didn't understand what Murong yuan was thinking anymore. She was not su Yunchu. She was not angry. She looked at his face, but wiped it away with one hand. "Am I cold all over and you look at me purple all over?"

Murong yuan didn't mind being wiped away by her hand. "If ah Chu really feels cold all over, I naturally have a way to warm ah Chu."

As he spoke, it was self-evident that Su Yunchu's eyes looked at Su Yunchu. Su Yunchu's cheeks were hot again, and he secretly said that he really dug a hole and buried himself.

Murong yuan smiled at her face and pecked on her lips.

However, Su Yunchu's stomach rang untimely at this time. In the quiet house, it's clear.

Su Yunchu was slightly embarrassed. This scene was really embarrassing, but Murong yuan frowned, "haven't you had dinner tonight?"

"I was looking at your physical records over the years and forgot..." Su Yunchu felt guilty about someone who looked bad and his tone was aggravated.

Murong yuan glanced at a pile of paper rolls beside the table, "look what these do. Where is it important for you to eat!"

Su Yunchu remained silent and planned to ignore the bad looking uncle.