At this temperature, it should be about the same.

An Ruo suddenly stood up and startled the nine-colored deer lying at his feet, and the snow-white horns jumped up as soon as he lifted them.

"You look at them, I'll go see the innocent." He knew that the nine-colored deer understood, and touched its furry head and smiled gently at it.

The nine-colored deer nodded silently, its snow-white horns swaying rhythmically with its movements, and rubbed An Ruo's palms reluctantly before leaving.

A gentle smile appeared on An Ruo's fair and delicate face, looked at the nine-colored deer, then raised his head, glanced at Hathaway and Xiaozhu who were working together not far away, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong here, he turned around and walked out of the shade of the tree and returned to the Moon God Temple.

The sunlight followed his back, dressed in elegant white, dyed with a warm golden light.

……

The door to the room without a wreck.

Knock Knock Knock –

An Ruo knocked on the door three times, and the force was just right to make the people inside hear, and at the same time, it would not affect the other elves passing by.

There was no sound coming from the room, and Wu Yan didn't respond to him.

He was not discouraged, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"If you don't refuse, then I'll come in by myself."

He whispered to himself and pushed the door open.

The lock on this door was broken by him in the morning, and it was easy to open.

When he saw that Wuxian was still lying on the bed and not waking up, Junyi's ink eyebrows raised a beautiful angle.

Is she really still sleeping, is she so sleepy?

In his impression, during the time he lived with her, she had always slept late, and more often than not, she didn't need to sleep, she had been cultivating all night, why was she ...... today?

Or is it because of last night?

An Ruo walked to the bed with questions, and found that she had shrunk herself in the quilt, wrapped in a small ball, and nestled in the inside of the bed.

Does she look cold?

It's late autumn now, and the indoor temperature is lower at night and early in the morning, but now it's sunny outside, and the indoor temperature is not low, isn't it so cold?

An Ruo first went to open the window for her, letting in the sunlight outside, driving away all the cold breath in the room, and then came to her bedside again and sat gently outside.

Wuxian slept deeply, and she didn't hear the sound of him knocking on the door and coming in, and the movement of opening the window to ventilate.

He turned his head sideways, and from his angle, he could only see her long silky and beautiful hair, scattered on the bed, which was very beautiful.

Between the jet-black hair, a white and slender ear is exposed, and the sunlight from the window shines down, so white that it is a little transparent, delicate and small, and I want to take a bite when I look at it.

An Ruo retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead, his eyes flashing with inexplicable emotions.

He silently closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment, and when he opened them again, his dark starry eyes were clear, and in his heart, some kind of decision had been made.

He sat down on the outside of the bedside and began to undress slowly, removing the outermost layer of his coat until only the last thin undershirt remained.

Gently grasping the corner of the quilt, he pulled it upwards to reveal a gap, and his body slid into it like a swimming fish.

Having managed to get into the quilt, his eyes locked on the sleeping person in front of him, and he moved towards her unhurriedly, one hand passing between her neck and shoulders, encircling her neck, and the other hand around her waist, pulling her back so that she could nest in his arms.