Yang Minghui is the source of stimulation for Song Shihao, and every intimate action of his is a fatal threat to her, so she will tremble uncontrollably, be afraid, and want to escape. Just like now, he just kissed her gently, lip to lip, and without even further movement, it made her whole body stiffen for a moment.

The eyes that opened were full of fear, and such a reaction could not be put down without scruples even if they wanted to live in peace with him now. The hands around his neck were tense, and the barely absent muscles in his arms were making defensive gestures.

Yang Minghui pressed her lips to her lips for a while before parting, but not too far away, and the two breaths were intertwined.

Song Shi could see the pain in his amber eyes that there was nowhere to hide, and it crashed into her eyes like this. My heart was sour, and a trace of pain crawled all over my heart, it turned out that she was not the only one who was afraid.

Yang Minghui could clearly feel the tense state of her whole body when he kissed her, so scared. He knew that Song Shihao had given up on Lin Kang and even began to obey, but her body's reaction couldn't deceive people, and the pain and fear hidden deep in her heart couldn't deceive people.

He loved her, but he hurt her, and inflicted all those deep pains on her, and now, those pains finally came back to him. My heart throbbed and hurt, why didn't I realize my feelings for her earlier, why did it become so difficult to hug her?

The elevator stopped on Song Shihao's floor, he carried her into the room, put her on the sofa, wrapped her tightly with a thick blanket, and then turned up the air conditioning in the room, and just knelt in front of her, looking at her.

Only then did he fully see her appearance, her face, which was already the size of a palm, had now shrunk severely, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, her cheekbones were protruding, and her chin was frighteningly pointed.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of bitterness, trembling slightly and touching her face, the whole apartment overflowing with distress in his eyes. His fingertips rubbed lightly against her cheek, and then he spoke in pain and hoarseness: "Didn't you go on vacation?" Why...... Lost so much weight? ”

Song Shihao's heart trembled slightly, and the choking in his voice smashed into her heart, making her feel a little painful.

His hands were very warm, and she rubbed her head like a cat in his palm: "I have been a little anorexic recently, which may be the sequelae of filming, and I will be raised back after a while." ”

Yang Minghui felt the amplitude of his palms, the intimate friction, and his body stiffened for a moment, followed by a huge ecstasy, expressing kindness to him for Song Shihao.

He grabbed the back of her head with one hand and pressed her into his arms. Song Shihao's chin was very pointed, and it hurt a little to knock on his shoulder, but now he only hugged her tightly.

Song Shihao leaned on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth were soft smiles. This person has hurt himself, but more often than not, he is by his side, and now he loves himself, maybe he has loved himself since a long time ago, but everyone has done it wrong.

"This Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to eat dumplings." She spoke softly on his shoulder.

Yang Minghui's nose was sour, and he chuckled in her ear: "Okay, I'll go make dumplings." ”

This year, everyone is finally no longer alone, and can finally snuggle up to each other for a warm year.