The ice water quickly drained into the bathtub in his main room, and when Jing Chiyue came over, Ye Xiyue was already lying on the table in a daze, showing a comatose posture.

Jing Chiyue panicked all of a sudden, and hurriedly walked over, "Dongfang? Orient? ”

Ye Xiyue didn't react, he frowned, picked her up, and walked towards the inner room.

Put her in the ice bucket, Jing Chiyue called the maid and came with buckets and buckets of ice, after all, the ice water had melted, and the cool air was limited.

Ice cubes are more cold than ice cubes.

Dozens of buckets of ice were lifted.

The maids retreated one after another, they couldn't see what the icy man in the bucket looked like, but it was the first time they had seen their son, so worried.

As if to him, that was someone who was important to him.

Jing Chiyue's subordinates all have one characteristic: their mouths are tight and loyal.

What shouldn't be said, shouldn't be watched, they will never gossip.

Jing Chiyue was barehanded, picked up one ice cube after another, and kept putting it into the bathtub.

He looked at Ye Xiyue's face was red, but her lips were as pale as rice paper, "Dongfang, hold on." ”

The weather in late autumn was already cold, Jing Chiyue poured several buckets of ice cubes into it in a row, and sometimes, he was worried that the ice cubes would be poured too violently, which would hinder Ye Xiyue, so he simply took them piece by piece.

After taking three or four buckets of ice, his hands were red and definitely frozen.

Ye Xiyue was in the bucket, and the ice was swirling.

Her stunning face, blurred in the ice air, is so beautiful that it feels extremely dreamy.

Jing Chiyue looked up and happened to see this scene.

Her reddish cheeks, her long, curly eyelashes, her pale but perfectly shaped lips, and three thousand green silks lay in the water like smoke and dust, like seaweed.

He was suddenly stunned, and his hand holding the ice cube fell in mid-air, and the ice cube touched the warm palm of his hand, bubbling with cold air, dripping and falling into the water.

"Dongfang ......" he muttered, he had long known that this woman was different from others, not only her appearance was outstanding, but even her heart was incomparable to others.

But looking at her like this now, he was really moved.

Perhaps, from the moment he knew that she was a woman, he was moved.

is obviously a young lady, but she is stronger than anyone else.

Ye Qingya doesn't like her, she is excluded everywhere, although she has the protection of Mo Lan and Ye Han, but one day, after all, she can't always rely on them, from the first moment he met her, everything she did wanted to be completed by her own efforts.

Even if it was Ye Qingya's matter, in the face of her targeting everywhere, Ye Xiyue had never let Mo Lan and Ye Han do it, and she had always dealt with Ye Qingya in her own way.

During the time he knew her, he had never seen her get angry or cry, she was obviously a woman, but sometimes, she was stronger than a man.

She is not good at talking, calm and indifferent, not at all like the straw bag Ye Xiyue before.

Her strength is amazing, but she has never been revealed in front of people, if she changes to someone else, I am afraid that she will have to rush to show off on the street.

And she is just resolutely doing what she wants to do.

As a friend, seeing all this in his eyes, he felt sorry for her.

Women, they should be well protected, shouldn't they?

He knew that perhaps beneath her strong exterior was a fragile heart.