Yan Ru buried half of his face in the quilt at this time, looked at him embarrassedly, and stuck out his tongue: "You won't blame me for peeking at you for a long time." Liang Jinchuan was slightly stunned, why is his Ru Ru so cute, what is she thinking in her little head?

But he cares more about her body. He touched Yan Ru's hand, which was a little cold, Liang Jinchuan frowned, exhaled into her palm, and then stuffed Yan Ru's hand back into the quilt and covered her tightly.

Yan Ru saw his slightly clumsy movements in his eyes, and a sour feeling of emotion came to his heart, this proud man would take care of her so carefully, as if he was caring for a rare treasure.

Yan Ru sniffed and said softly: "Mr. Liang, I don't have a fever, if you are like this, I will feel a little hot." She wasn't trying to be difficult or squeamish, she just thought that this diversion would make him worry a little less.

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