The left etc do not respond, the right etc do not respond.

The night of early summer is as cool as water.

A chill rose little by little from his bare feet, like a cold palm skimming his skin, and Jun couldn't help but shiver.

Holding her arms around her chest, she wanted to go back to the clothes, but she was afraid that she would miss the Emperor's Landing and lose the best opportunity to explain.

Misunderstanding this kind of thing, the longer it drags on, the more difficult it is to explain, and the relationship that was finally eased cannot be ruined by Huang Fuxun's broken phone call.

After thinking about it, she shrunk down and sat down at the door of the study, barely holding her calves with her skirt and wrapping her arms around her knees.

Inside the gym.

Emperor Lin opened his bow left and right, and his fist-clad hands slammed into the sandbags.

"Fourth brother, forgive me, okay?!"

Swindler.

He waved his fist.

"I really want to go back to the way I used to get along with my fourth brother!"

Little liar!

He waved his hand and punched again.

……

The fist slammed into the sandbag again and again, and sweat soaked from the man's forehead, ran down the delicate cheeks, and landed on the floor.

Drop by drop, like a girl's bitter tears.

It wasn't until he was almost exhausted that Emperor Lin stopped frantically swinging his fist at the sandbag.

Tearing the fist gloves from his hands and throwing them aside, the man frowned and turned and walked towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, a small figure turned upside down.

I couldn't wait for the emperor to come out, my body was too tired and weak for the past two days, and Jun Qing fell asleep unconsciously.

The emperor was startled and stretched out his right leg to block the fallen body.

The light reflected the girl's small face, porcelain white as snow, and her long eyelashes were tightly closed.

The girl was still wearing the same black dress, and the early summer night was cold, and her arms were folded around her chest, shrinking her body to look angry and pitiful.

A sucker!

Sleeping here without fear of catching a cold?

The man was angry and distressed, and bent down, holding her arm with his big hand to shake her awake.

His fingers touched her cold skin, and her heart softened a little.

In the end, he was reluctant to wake her up, bent down, held the girl's back with his big hand, let her lean on her chest, and the other stretched out from under the girl's knees, and Emperor Lin gently hugged her sideways.

The palm of his hand touched her cold knee, and the man's brow furrowed a little.

Subconsciously tightened his arms and hugged the soft lump into his arms.

The girl in her arms is so light that she doesn't seem to have much weight, but she makes this man, who has always been iron-blooded and ruthless, try to be as soft as possible in every movement.

When he put her on the pillow, he did so carefully, as if she were a rare piece of porcelain that would break if he wasn't careful.

With chills on his body, Jun shivered uncontrollably, and his arms and legs instinctively shrank together.

Keeping her small movements in his eyes, Emperor Lin's brows became a little tighter.

Turning around and taking two steps forward, he gritted his teeth and turned back, lay down sideways beside her, unbuttoned his shirt, pulled the girl's cold little hand and stuffed it into his warm chest, and stretched out his big hand to hold her ice-like feet.

It wasn't until she felt the warmth of her little hands and feet that Emperor Lin got up lightly and walked out of her bedroom.

……

……

When Jun Qing woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Opening her eyes and realizing that she was asleep, she sat up sharply.

Glancing over the familiar furnishings around her, and making sure that she was still in this body, the girl sighed lightly.

Luckily, she's still here!