?? The servants only wore a shirt to do things, and even sweated.

Xia Tong didn't feel hot, his hands and feet were always cold.

Ye Tingjue stayed at home and worked, and the documents and decisions that the company needed to sign were sent by the secretaries every day.

With an hour in the morning and afternoon, plus occasional video conferences, Night Thunder spends about two or three hours a day at work, and the rest of the time is spent with Xia Tong and the children.

Regarding the problem of Xia Tong's cold hands and feet, the medical team thought of many methods, but none of them worked, and Night Thunder Jue gradually lost patience and his temper became irritable.

The night family was terrified, and everyone looked at Xia Tong with pleading eyes, hoping that Shao Nainai could persuade him.

Of course, Xia Tong persuaded him, but every time he finished persuading him, after a while, the man's irritable mood returned.

In the end, Xia Tong was helpless.

In the afternoon, Xia Tong sat on the sofa in the master bedroom, she was wearing thick clothes, and the socks on her feet were also velvet in winter, and three little maids accompanied her.

The two babies have been with the nanny recently, and they don't come back to sleep in the master bedroom at night, because Ye Tingjue wants her to rest better, so he decided on a temporary basis.

"Shao Nainai, are you cold?" Zhong Xiaomin came over with a blanket and covered her lap.

Xia Tong was reading the medical book in her hand, she shook her head and didn't look up.

Anxin glanced at the half-opened floor-to-ceiling curtains, the rain was dripping, the sea in the distance was black and oppressive, the sea was turbulent, and it was violently lapping against the rocks, and it felt cold to look at.

"It's the first time since I was born that it's rained so much!" An Yi frowned.

"yes, the sun hasn't been out for a week, and it's really going to suffocate people! ......" Anxin retracted his gaze and complained, his eyes looking at Xia Tong.

Xia Tong leaned on the back of the sofa, finally looked up at the three little maids, and smiled slightly, "Don't be impatient, keep your mood peaceful, the sun will always come out......"

The three little maids nodded, but their expressions were still dark, as if they were all tired of the rain.

Xia Tong shook her head, lowered her eyes and continued to read, and when the three maids saw this, they stopped bothering her and stood quietly to the side.

After about half an hour, Night Thunder finished processing the papers and returned to the master bedroom.

As soon as the man stepped into the bedroom, the three little maids immediately saluted and withdrew.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Tong raised her eyes and saw that the man had already walked up to her and sat down.

"Is it cold or not? Do I need to turn up the temperature? He tugged at her blanket and frowned.

"No, you don't." Xia Tong let go of the book, smiled and shook his head, "If you turn up the temperature again, the whole night house will have to spend summer in advance!" ”

She also knows that 30 degrees is already high for healthy people, and if it is adjusted higher, many maids will not be able to stand it.

Ye Tingjue didn't say anything, but just tightened her blanket, Xia Tong stared at the man's handsome face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Don't look at me like that!" Night Thunder lowered his eyes and hooked his thin lips, "Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!" ”

Hearing what he said, Xia Tong's cheeks were hot, she pursed her lips and smiled, but she suddenly leaned against him.

Then put her arms around his neck, his face against his cheek, and his red lips against his ear.

"What are the consequences?" She asked knowingly, her tone clearly demagoguery.

The man's breath sank, and his long arms were already jerked in, holding her tightly to his chest.