When she lived in the Hou Mansion, except for the day she fell into the water, Yu Shu didn't feel cold at night, and now her body is trembling, so Yu Shu found that her body was probably a little cold.

Ying Wuqi took the candle and sent it over, and saw Yu Shu huddled in the quilt, looking at him as if he was aggrieved.

He ran out of candles, lit the other candle he had brought, placed it on the table, and walked to the carved wooden bed.

"What's wrong?" Ying Wuqi's original low timbre was a little hoarse at night.

"It's cold, it's cold all over the body, and the quilt can't cover it." Yu Shu shrunk in the quilt, only showing one head, and the lips on her snow-white little face trembled a little, looking very cold.

The girl is very pitiful, and no matter how hard-hearted a person is, she will not be cold-hearted.

Ying Wuqi frowned, thinking that his young lady was delicate, and he was afraid that the symptoms left by the cold left by falling into the water last time made him worry and self-blame appeared in his eyes.

"At that time, I should have rescued Shushu quickly, and when I came here, I should have prepared a stove to warm my hands and feet in advance."

Seeing that Ying Wuqi was about to blame himself for death, Yu Shu noticed the change in his name, and his clenched fingers reached out from the quilt and grabbed one of his slender fingers.

"I don't blame you for this, but if you don't help me warm the quilt, I'll blame you." Yu Shu held Ying Wuqi's hot fingers, and her eyes overflowed with envy.

It's nice to dare to wear single clothes in winter.

"Warm, warm quilt?" Ying Wuqi's tone was dry, and he looked at Yu Shu fixedly.

The girl's eyes were full of clear light, without a trace of charm, Ying Wuqi's steaming heart became a little cooler, and when he looked down at the fingers hooked by the white and tender fingers, he thought about self-strategy.

His young lady is giving him a chance to perform, if the warm quilt is warm, his identity will change.

"Hmm." Yu Shu affirmed this statement.

Then she got up and pulled Ying Wuqi to sit down, she went to the table and poured a cup of hot water to warm her hands, looking at Ying Wuqi expectantly.

Under Yu Shu's sight, a hot air rose from Ying Wuqi's neck, he reached out and touched the cold futon, not wanting his young lady to be cold, pitifully curled up all night, his hand touched his boots, he took off his shoes and socks, and lay on the bed carefully.

Ying Wuqi lay there stiffly, dutifully sitting on the work of warming the bed, but Yu Shu had been lying here for a while, and the bed was also stained with the smell of her body, and her nose was fragrant, which made Ying Wuqi's body stiffer and stiffer, and her hands and feet forgot to move.

At this time, Ying Wuqi was very glad that he had the habit of bathing every day, otherwise if this bed was dirty, what would it be.

Ying Wuqi was at the time of his youth, and his body was already as hot as a stove, so he was lying here at this time, smelling the sweet fragrance on the quilt, and the temperature on the surface of his body had risen I don't know how much.

Anyway, when Ying Wuqi got up, carefully tucked the corners of the quilt, and didn't let the heat dissipate, Yu Shu lay down again, her whole body was wrapped in comfortable warmth, and she was drowsy when she held the soft quilt, and she didn't forget to thank Ying Wuqi in her mouth.

This thank you was soft, Ying Wuqi's heart softened when he heard it, and when Yu Shu's breathing gradually became stable, he blew out the candle and went out lightly.

The next day, Yu Shu was awakened by a burst of fragrance, Yu Shu nested in the quilt for a few minutes, and when the sleepiness dissipated, she also smelled the fragrance of mutton.

The mutton has not been eaten for a long time, smelling the smell, Yu Shu got up, finished washing, Ying Wuqi took out a pot of mutton from the kitchen to the hall, and according to Yu Shu's taste, picked some mint from the ground and washed it and put it in the seasoning bowl.