Jun Xiaoxiao was stirred by the smell of blood in his mouth and retched a few times. He tore the shirt of the man in white and bandaged him briefly. I felt it, and except for a little nausea, it didn't seem to be any discomfort. It seems that the ghost is quite particular and didn't lie to her. Crawling to the foot of the bed with weak limbs, leaning against the bed frame to close his eyes and recuperate.

As a result, I kept it and fell asleep. Falling asleep and accidentally rolling under the bed. Jun Xiao rubbed the arm she had bumped into, trying to climb back to the bed, but she crawled halfway and fell asleep in a daze, only remembering that she seemed to have grabbed something warm, and her whole palm was wrapped in the right temperature.

Wei Chi Lingmo, who was in a coma, only felt a trace of warmth that he had never felt before transmitted through the palm of his hand, warming his five fingers and transmitting it all the way to his heart. It's a feeling I've never felt before, but it's surprisingly comfortable.

When he woke up the next day, he saw such a scene. A young woman rested gently beside his bed, her face tired, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she looked unstable in her sleep. Was she the one who took care of him all night? If he's not mistaken, he seems to have been poisoned by someone last night. Shen Yan ran his internal force, and except for some blood loss, there was no sign of poisoning.

The eye was attracted by the dark red of the corner of her mouth, and someone was willing to risk poisoning him to detoxify. Who is this woman? Then he looked at the woman's ordinary face before he looked away from her. The morning air was a little cold, and Yu Chi Ling moved his somewhat stiff arm silently, but he unexpectedly interrupted the warmth of his palm, and at the end of his palm was her slender and white palm. The one that warmed him all night was a pair of plain hands that looked like they would break off with a slight pinch.

After a moment's silence, he looked down at the bandage with a bow on his body. The wound has been bandaged. Well, it must have been her. I saw my shirt thrown on the side of the bed in a mess, well, she must have thrown it. Finally, I looked at my upper body, which had no clothes except bandages, well, she must have taken it off. …… Wait, what happened to him after he fell into a coma yesterday? Think back to the details. He was first so angry with a strange woman that he was poisoned, and then he was rescued back to the house by a strange woman, and he was also undressed, drugged, wounded, and touched...... Yu Chi Lingmo suddenly felt that it was dark, and the world in front of him became black and white, and only one sentence echoed in his mind, he was touched by a woman...... It's really not that he's hypocritical, he has a habit of cleanliness, and when he was a child, he only ate his mother's milk, and he would spit up milk after eating a wet nurse.

When he grows up, as long as he has physical contact with a woman, he will be uncomfortable, starting from a small rash, a little fever, a little coma or something, and the old lady is scared half to death, and even the maids who serve him are all replaced by small servants. I didn't expect that yesterday I was in a poisonous coma and actually touched and sucked a woman inside and out...... Should he be happy or sad?

He tentatively stretched out his fingers, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth to probe her smooth-looking face. After a few moments, it was finally determined that he was not allergic to this woman.

As he was thinking about it, he heard footsteps outside the house, so he hurriedly took the coat next to him and put it on his body. Before I got out of bed, I saw a figure push the door in. He also shouted softly, "Girl, are you up?" Now I want to wash ......" The words behind him were stuck in his throat, and he was about to kneel in a hurry, but he was stopped by Wei Chi Lingmo with a gesture.

Softly instructed Biliu to retreat, bypassed Jun Xiaoxiao and got out of bed, hesitated for a moment, but gently picked her up and put her on the bed to lie down. He pulled the quilt again and covered it before exiting the house. Seeing him come out, Biliu hurriedly came up to say goodbye.

Yu Chi Lingmo nodded his head and looked at the somewhat familiar courtyard again. I remembered who was in this room. It turned out to be the one he picked up. I washed it and still didn't recognize it. As soon as the cold wind blew in the early morning, I couldn't help but crave the warmth of last night. But this person is not just able to move, God really loves to play tricks.