One by one, taking off until only the most intimate clothes remained, Ouya herself couldn't help but shudder, and quickly retracted into the quilt, reaching out again to hug his cold body.

Wen Yu was in his arms, and gradually seemed to feel the temperature from Ou Ya's body, Di Yating calmed down, muttered, turned over, and instinctively leaned towards the heat source with his long arms, and stretched out his hand to hug Ou Ya in his arms.

The big hand was tightly pressed against her back, and every time she moved, it was like a flame, and Ouya was numb all over.

The first time he met a man frankly, Ouya's cheeks fluttered with two blushes, and his whole body was hot.

In the dim light, she looked like a patient with a fever.

"Hmm......" Dia Ting whispered comfortably, and the arm holding Ouya tightened more and more.

Ouya was out of breath, and she didn't dare to struggle, for fear of pulling his wound, so she could only turn over carefully, wanting to turn her back to him.

As soon as she turned around, Dia Ting seemed to feel her alienation, and her palm wanted to hug her tighter, and she unconsciously moved up, just covering Ouya's chest......

The big palm hugged her soft plumpness, and Ouya froze for a moment.

As if he couldn't sense Ouya's embarrassment, Dia Ting snorted twice comfortably, and hugged it tighter and tighter.

"Dia Ting ......"

As soon as Ouya came back to her senses, her whole face burned red, and she instinctively raised her hand to slap him, but she couldn't do anything about God's pale face, and she even forgot how she should react.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and reached out to remove the big hand that took advantage of him, and threw it aside.

Before she could turn over and sit up, Di Yating's arm wrapped around her waist again, took her slender body into her arms, and hugged her hard.

Ouya couldn't move, thinking of the wounds on his body, and couldn't bear to struggle.

"Anyway, I've touched it, and now it's too late to be hypocritical......"

Ou Ya's heart was crossed, so she simply let him hug him.

I secretly remembered in my heart: Di Yating, you better pray that you don't get sick so soon tomorrow, otherwise I will definitely cripple your claws!

I didn't have a good rest for two days, and as soon as it was quiet, Ouya couldn't bear it.

This time, I didn't wake up halfway.

The two of them hugged each other and had a good night's sleep.

Gradually, the light outside the window became brighter, faintly revealing a hint of sunshine orange.

The haze has not yet dissipated, making the sky even if it is sunny and cloudy, with only some light left to distinguish day and night.

Both of them were tired miserably, and they fell asleep quietly, and it was almost noon when Dia Ting woke up faintly.

The high fever came and he was chills, his whole person was a little prostration, he opened his eyes, and there was no way to focus on the half-ring, and when he came to his senses, his first reaction was to look for Ouya.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he looked at the girl nestled in his arms.

Ouya took care of Dia Ting for a whole night, and he didn't know how many times tired he was, knowing that he was fine, and he slept very deeply.

The thin body leaned against him at some point, the little head was pillowed on his chest, and the short black hair spread out on his honey-colored chest, which inexplicably made people's lower abdomen tighten.

The little face was buried in his chest, and Di Yating couldn't see her expression, but judging from Ouya's smooth shoulders, he could almost conclude that she was wearing nothing......