"You just chatted with me for a few words, and your hands were blown cold?" Chi Xinian instinctively felt that something was wrong, the night breeze at the end of April, where did it have this effect?

Yan Chujingxin said of course not, although he does not have a strong kung fu body like her, he is also a strong and healthy young man, how can he be blown cold in a few words?

But he would never admit that he was dazzled when choosing the lining after getting up from the bath, and hesitated for a long time before his fingertips were cooled by the night breeze.

As soon as Long Eyelashes hid the emotions in his eyes, he pushed all the questions to Chi Xinian: "Why not?" Although it is the end of April, it is still night, and the wind at night, where is it not cool?

"Do you think everyone is like you, with deep internal strength and no fear of the cold? I was born with a little chill, and when the night wind blows, of course my hands will be cold. ”

Yan Chujing opened his eyes and said nonsense.

After speaking, he probably felt that he had made it too much, and after a while, he made some amends: "Of course, April is April in the end, and I am not a squeamish person, my hands are cold, and it won't take long to warm up after covering the quilt." ”

"Oh... Is it? Chi Xinian was stunned by Yan Chujing.

After tasting the product carefully, she still felt that Yan Chujing made sense.

Indeed, it is not yet summer, and the night breeze is slightly cool, which is indeed enough to cool his hands for a person who does not have deep internal strength to resist.

Besides, he is still a pampered noble son since childhood. Although he didn't think he was squeamish at all, in her opinion, he had a lot of squeamish problems with the nobles of Tianhuang.

If that's the case...

Chi Xinian's eyes rolled, and his tone involuntarily softened: "Okay, this time it's my fault that I didn't ask you to sit under the quilt for the first time."

"But you, too, since you feel cold, why don't you sit down by yourself and stand by the bed and talk to me. It's better to have your own bedroom here, do you still have to be polite to others? ”

"Attention is on the notebook in your hand, and I forgot it for a while." Yan Chujing's eyes drooped slightly, and when Chi Xinian didn't pay attention, he quietly glanced at her.

Finding that she didn't notice it at all, he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly changed the topic: "By the way, aren't you picking rose petals today to make jam?" Why did I see that the flowers were in the bath? ”

"You don't like roses, what else do I make rosemarle?" Chi Xinian didn't have much interest in Yan Chujing's new topic, but she wasn't obsessed with the reason for his cold hands.

She just pulled him into the bed, and then pulled him into her arms and covered him.

Her body was soft and warm, and almost at the same time as she touched the silky brocade, Yan Chujing involuntarily retracted her fingertips.

"Don't move, I'll warm you up!" Chi Xinian felt his evasive action, and immediately slapped the back of his hand, "With your body, I don't know how long it will take for you to recover yourself." ”

"What do you mean by this body bone?" When Yan Chujing heard this, his eyelids twitched, his eyes lifted, and his eyes were full of displeasure, "Do you think I am weak?" ”

She said it as if he were a sick man...

"Not weak." Chi Xinian was amused by Yan Chujing's serious dissatisfaction, and chuckled, "It's just squeamish." ”

In the end, he is a boy with strong self-esteem, and he can't listen to others say that he is weak.

She didn't really want to say it, but...

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