After the plan was discussed, the two looked at each other and smiled, and fell into a deep sleep, waiting for tomorrow's action.

And Han Weixi had insomnia.

She rolled her eyes, not daring to breathe loudly, for fear of waking up Zhao Yu, who was already sleeping beside her.

Although she couldn't see the roof, she had to see Zhao Yu's face in front of her, so Han Weixi hurriedly shook her head.

How could she think of this person who was cold and angry with her from time to time, although he was doing well today, but this could not offset the old score!

The two layers of quilts covered on her body made her a little hot, but she didn't lift it, it was covered by Zhao Yuxian for her, if she lifted it, he would think that he disliked him.

So he glanced at the back of Zhao Yu's head, turned his face back, glanced at it again, and just went back and forth.

It wasn't until the sky was faintly bright, and a beam of light peeked through the window that was not so dazzling but could illuminate the darkness, that she could faintly see his white neck.

The strangulation marks on it were faintly visible, which immediately made Han Weixi feel guilty, if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been hurt.

Come to think of it, he hasn't met anything good since he saved her.

Such expensive clothes were destroyed, and they were peeked at taking a bath, red marks were strangled on their necks, and they had to sleep aggrievedly by the bed.

But he didn't complain about her at all, and he endured it silently, thinking about Han Weixi's red eyes, and sighed at the still dark environment.

She's such a troublemaker.

Vaguely hearing Han Weixi's sigh, Zhao Yuxi's heart moved slightly, unknown emotions surged, and he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Haven't slept yet?"

He muttered with his back to her, then turned around and came face to face with her.

Zhao Yuxi didn't open his eyes, he knew that Han Weixi would think too much, he would be nervous, and he would ask him why he turned around, whether he was trying to do something wrong.

But he didn't understand why, he just felt uncomfortable.

Hearing her sigh, the discomfort spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body, forcing him to turn around and find out.

Han Weixi's eyes widened as expected, and she only felt the quilt churning.

Then Zhao Yusai's handsome face suddenly broke into her sight, and she only needed to get a little closer at this moment to kiss Zhao Yusai's lips.

Zhao Yusai asked in a hoarse voice, and then there was no sound, only his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes trembled violently.

There was a lot of fine sweat on his forehead, and his face was a little wrong, so Han Weixi took out a small hand from the quilt and put it on his forehead.

The palm felt a burst of coldness, and it reached the bottom of the heart from the palm of the hand.

So I can't help but wonder, why do I sweat when it's so cold?

"Zhao Yu Festival?"

She leaned over and whispered his name, but waited for him to tremble, and even the quilt was trembling from him.

Han Weixi panicked, where had she seen him like this, like a person who had just come out of the ice river, shivering from the cold.

hurriedly covered him with the quilt, but it was still to no avail, and Han Weixi could feel that the upper quilt had become cold.

Zhao Yu's face was bloodless, and her lips were trembling, as if she wanted to say something but had no strength, so she put her ear to his lips and only faintly distinguished two words.

"Hold me..."

"Huh?"

Knowing what he meant, Han Weixi suddenly sat up in fright, hugged his body with his hands and shrunk to the side, a little hesitant, hugged and hugged in broad daylight......

But now that the situation is urgent, Han Weixi doesn't know why Zhao Yu's sacrifice has become like this, and when it will return to its original state, but since he let her hold him, it means that it can be alleviated.

Zhao Yusai saved her, she can't see death without helping!

So he lightly lifted the quilts, one layer, two layers, and then the whole person quickly shrank into Zhao Yu's arms.

His body was hot.

This made Han Weixi a little suffocated, but he still buried his head in his arms.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Zhao Yuxian, who was almost unconscious, regained some strength, reached out to Han Weixi's back, and the other imprisoned her head, holding her whole person tightly in his arms.

Compared with the discomfort of the toxin attack, Han Weixi's body made Zhao Yuxian even more unbearable, but he didn't want to let go.

It's as if a person who has been in the cold for a long time has touched the warmth, and he is reluctant to let go.

Han Weixi's nasal cavity was full of the unique and domineering aura on Zhao Yuxi's body, which made her dizzy, and next to her ears was the sound of his violently beating heartbeat, as if her original normal was also taken to speed up.

Somehow, under the rhythmic sound, Han Weixi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his head rested on Zhao Yuxi's sturdy arm, and he fell into a deep sleep.

And Zhao Yusai also seemed to be infected, listening to Han Weixi's slight gasp, he also closed his eyes, ending this painful night.

The light that shone into the room was a little stronger, and a large bag bulged out on the bed, containing the two people who were sleeping in each other's arms.

The cold decision outside the door had been guarded all night, and he had already leaned against the corner of the wall and fell asleep unconsciously.

The sun was three poles, and the light was so cold that his head was dizzy, so he wrinkled his facial features, covered his eyes, yawned, and stood up against the wall.

Wake up and look up at the sky only to find that it was already noon, so I looked through the crack in the door, although I didn't see anything, but I guessed that the two hadn't woken up yet.

"Hmm..."

Han Weixi stretched out a big waist in the quilt, covered his face with one hand, squinted slightly and glanced out the window, and quickly retracted into the crook of Zhao Yu's arm.

The brain is still a little confused, I can't tell the situation, I only know that the pillow under the head is very comfortable, a little elastic, but not soft, the height is just right, and the neck is very comfortable.

At this time, Zhao Yusai naturally woke up a long time ago, looking at the person with closed eyes in his arms, the corners of his mouth were about to rise to the sky.

Han Weixi shrank into his arms, and he also smiled, and hugged her waist by the way.

Not realizing that he was not disgusted by her actions.

Han Weixi, who was hugged, didn't realize anything, but felt that his throat was a little dry and hoarse, very uncomfortable, and wanted to raise his hand to hold the teacup, but he ran into something...

"Don't move!"

Zhao Yuxi's low and hoarse voice sounded above Han Weixi's head, which woke her up and made her heart pound.

"You, why are you here..."

Han Weixi's memory seemed to have gone back to last night, and he didn't remember what happened before, so he only stumbled and questioned Zhao Yuxi.

It was as if he was greedy for beauty and crawled to her side, and there was something in his hand, so she pinched it curiously.

"Han Weixi, you're provoking fire!"

Looking up at Zhao Yuxi's eyes with implied desire, Han Weixi's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he suddenly understood something, and instantly withdrew his hand, posing in a panic on his chest, and covered his eyes by the way.

"I, I, I don't know anything, woo woo."

Saying that, she shrugged her nose and sobbed, seeing that the tears were about to wet her eyelashes, Zhao Yusai sighed, tried to suppress the evil fire, and patted her head.

"Well, I don't blame you."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yuxi got up and began to get dressed, and unintentionally saw Han Weixi looking at him with teary eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle: "What, you want to see me when I'm dressed?" ”

"No, not at all."

Han Weixi looked away, turned to talk back to him, and retracted into the quilt.

The light had lit up the whole room, and it was falling everywhere, carrying up the dust, and their small figures could be seen in front of the window.

Zhao Yusai was standing on the edge of the bed and getting dressed, his movements deliberately slowed down, and from time to time he skimmed the quilt covered by Han Weixi, with more emotions in his eyes.

About a century later, when Han Weixi fell asleep again in the warm light, Zhao Yusai finally got dressed.

So he strode to the side of the bed and stretched out his hand to wake Han Weixi awake.

"Hmm..."

Han Weixi shouted in a daze, but still closed his eyes, Zhao Yuxi no longer swayed, but rolled up his sleeves, walked to the basin that had already been laid and placed there, stretched his hand into it, and then deliberately did not wipe it dry.

walked behind Han Weixi with water droplets, the corners of his lips hooked, and he reached out and moistened into Han Weixi's neck.

"Ah——!h

Under a burst of coldness, Han Weixi instantly shouted soberly, and then leaned his head on the wood beside the bed aggrievedly, biting his lip, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Stinky Zhao Yu, you bully me again!"

She pulled the sleeve of Zhao Yusai, who was watching the play next to her, touched the snot and tears on her face, and muttered bad things about him in her mouth.

"Han Weixi, I thought you didn't wake up and your mind was not very good, but now that I think about it, it's the same if you wake up."

Left and right just means that she has a bad brain.

Han Weixi wiped his face fiercely again, and then threw Zhao Yu's sleeve aside in disgust, don't look over.

Zhao Yu's eyes fell on the crystal object, smiled helplessly, looked up at Han Weixi's angry appearance, and deliberately said loudly: "Okay, you slowly get angry, the patriarch has prepared a big meal for me, and I will enjoy it alone." ”

"Woooooo

As soon as he heard the food, Han Weixi's eyes lit up, but he was not convinced, and only looked at Zhao Yuxian aggrievedly, like a puppy left by his master.

"Let's go, I can't help you."

Zhao Yusai didn't intend to be angry with her, but since she was also soft, he also gave her a step.

So Han Weixi pulled the corner of Zhao Yu's clothes and followed him and began to think about it.

"Why did the patriarch invite you to dinner, what is your identity? The patriarch can't be too bad for someone to eat, at least six meat dishes and six vegetarian dishes must have soup, if only there was an elbow, I only ate half of it in my dream last night, it's really not enjoyable......"

Regarding Han Weixi's endless words, Zhao Yuxian only smiled, and replied with a sentence or two from time to time, without any impatience.

"Master, you..."

As soon as they stepped out of the room, they were caught by the cold decision they had been waiting for all night.

He looked at them with a strange look, from top to bottom, not letting go of anything, and finally fell into the hand of Han Weixi dragging the corner of Zhao Yu's sacrificial clothes.