Fold up the paper and keep it safe.

After all this, she was relaxed and stable.

She reached out and touched his forehead.

The next second, her slender wrist was grasped by his big palm. He admired the softness of her skin Cold... "

There is no extra quilt here.

Xia Xiwan clenched the lower lip of Shuirun with the fine white teeth, then opened the quilt, and the body of the fine dust got into his arms.

Xia Xiwan stretched out her fiber arm and hugged his delicate waist, and pressed her soft self against his cold skin.

After a while, he seemed colder.

Maybe he won't make it tonight.

Xia Xiwan looks at his pale handsome face and tight thin lips. Injured, he shows some morbid weakness, which is very similar to a noble young master.

She hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out her hand to untie her clothes. Her little hand also went in from his clothes and touched his tight waist

One warm, one cold.

One soft, one hard.

Pasted on his cold skin, Xia Xiwan shrunk her fragrant shoulders, shivering in his arms.

But her temperature was burning.

No matter how cold it is, hugging men and women is the best way to get warm.

His body temperature is also warming, but it is not obvious.

Now that she has decided to save him and decide how to go in the future, Xia Xiwan doesn't squeeze any more. She gathers her slender Yujie, and her little hand goes down his tight waist all the way

Lu Hanting had a dream.

He walked in the desert, the sun was burning, his throat was thirsty, and his temperature was burning.

Suddenly opened that pair of deep narrow eyes, he saw the person on the body.

Xia Xiwan was sitting on him, with long black hair and loose shoulders. The girl's skin was as pure as jade, emitting a crystal clear luster.

Lu Hanting's deep pupil suddenly shrinks. He is the son of heaven. He never thought that he would wake up in her daughter's seat on this day.

He rolled his throat up and down. The burning pain behind him and the stimulation from this woman made him quickly close his pretty eyebrows, stretch out his big palm and pinch her soft waist, "what are you doing?"

What can she do to keep him warm.

In the heavy rain, he had a high fever of 42 degrees and was as cold as an ice cellar. It was useless to hold him. She could only turn over and generate temperature through the friction of her skin.

This is the most primitive way of heating.

However, it is also the most ambiguous.

If you dally, you will easily get sparks.

Xia Xiwan's face was red and white, and her eyes were pure and charming, which made her look alive.

Raised eyes to see a man, his back is injured, behind the cushion is high, the whole person with a kind of lying posture.

He is as handsome as jade, his face is very white, his forehead is still sweating, and his curly eyelashes are quietly falling on his deep eyelids. Now he is really beautiful.

She had the idea of bullying him.

Lu Hanting, the world's first chaebol, was so powerful and overbearing that she fell into her hands one day.

Xia Xiwan raised her pretty face, then held his firm jaw with her little hand, "what are you doing? Of course Dry. You

“…”

Lu Hanting's eyes sank. He felt his lips dry, so he stretched out his long tongue and licked his thin lips. "Say it again, eh?"

Xia Xiwan blinked the playful Yujie, "you ask me to say it again, I will say it again, I don't want face?"

"Oh." Lu Hanting stared at her with a low smile from her hoarse throat.

Xia Xiwan's scalp is numb. Although he is ill, he has been immersed in shopping malls for many years. He has been killing people all over the world. Even if he is ill, people dare not invade him.

"I'm joking with you, Prince Xi. You're hot. I can go down." She's going down.

But Lu Hanting's palm buckled, and directly grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.