It was raining heavily, but it was hot inside.

Ye Beicheng unbuckled his belt, and his gorgeous clothes slipped off one by one, revealing his solid and muscular chest.

He took Lin Shuang'er and soaked in the bathtub together.

The capacity of the tub is large, and there is no problem for two people to soak in it, and there is even extra space.

It's just that Lin Shuang'er is weak, and she can't sit in it alone.

Ye Beicheng held the person in his arms and let her sit on his lap, his solid chest firmly against her back.

In order to force out the cold in her body, Dongmei deliberately boiled the hot water to a boiling hot.

The sudden heat made Lin Shuang'er feel very uncomfortable, her eyebrows were furrowed, she struggled in Ye Beicheng's arms, and her hands were slapping indiscriminately underwater.

I don't know where to touch him, Yebei Chengyin let out a sigh, and his arms secretly tightened his strength, firmly imprisoning the person in his arms and preventing her from moving.

"Hot ......" Lin Shuang'er couldn't struggle, and her body writhed uneasily.

As everyone knows, she is hot, and Ye Beicheng is hotter than her......

Not only did the temperature in the water make him hot, but the fire in his body made him suffer even more.

However, the person in his arms is still restless!

Yebei simply imprisoned her hands together.

His voice was low and hoarse, and he whispered in her ear, "Don't move, you'll be fine in a while." ”

There seemed to be a kind of magic in his voice, which made people involuntarily relax.

Lin Shuang'er quieted down, and her breathing gradually smoothed out.

The temperature in the water gradually became comfortable, Lin Shuang'er only felt that the meridians in her body were smooth, and she no longer moved, only slightly closed her eyes and enjoyed quietly.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, and there was no intention of stopping.

The two of them soaked in the tub for a long time, until a fine layer of sweat appeared on each other's foreheads.

The air becomes lingering and viscous......

Lin Shuang'er moved, and Ye Beicheng frowned fiercely, almost losing control and indulging.

"Don't move!" He said it almost through the gritted teeth.

Dongmei only said that she wanted to soak in hot water, but she didn't say how long she would soak, and Ye Beicheng didn't dare to take her out too quickly, thinking that it would not be wrong to soak more!

However, during the whole process, he tensed his body and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

I don't know if it's because I've soaked for too long, Ye Beicheng feels more and more dry, and his breathing has become heavy and short.

At this moment, Dongmei called outside: "Lord Wang, hot water is not easy to soak for too long......"

Finally able to stop suffering, Ye Beicheng did not hesitate, and immediately hugged Lin Shuang'er out of the bathtub.

After soaking in hot water, Lin Shuang'er's body is really not so hot, but she is still in a coma and has not woken up yet.

Ye Beicheng carried the person to the couch. ap.

When Dongmei left, she had already prepared clean clothes for her, and Yebei Cheng changed them for her one by one.

After changing her clothes, he put her down on the bed and put a thick layer of bedding on her.

It was getting darker, and with the rain outside, it was getting darker even faster.

Ye Beicheng has been sitting on the edge of the bed, guarding her.

In the middle of the night, Lin Shuang'er frowned and began to sleep restlessly.

She was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

In the dream, Wu Dehai's ugly face went from far to near, and the whip in his hand struck him again and again.

The pain in the heart struck, making Lin Shuang'er's body tremble.

Lin Shuang'er wanted to escape, but she couldn't. Wu Dehai's big palm was like an iron net, covering her firmly, she was like a moth, entangled in cobwebs, and the more she struggled, the tighter the webs on her body became.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she kept talking in her sleep.

Ye Bei Cheng was resting with his forehead and closing his eyes, and a little movement could wake him up completely.

He looked at Lin Shuang'er's lips closing one by one, as if muttering something.

It's like having some kind of nightmare.

Yebei shook her shoulders and tried to wake her up, but she was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Seeing her lips move slightly, Ye Beicheng slowly bent over and listened, and finally heard what she was saying.

"Lord ......"

She's calling herself.

Ye Beicheng's heart beat faster and he listened more carefully.

"Lord Wang, please, don't go, okay......"

Her voice was weeping, pleading.

Ye Beicheng shook her hand carefully, only to feel her fingers trembling slightly, along with her whole body trembling.

Yebei Cheng's heart was suffocated, as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

I don't know what kind of nightmare she had to be like this?

In the dream, Lin Shuang'er was strangled by Wu Dehai, and the whip marks on her body were soaked in blood little by little, dyeing the dress on her body red.

She turned her head sideways and looked at the figure standing outside the house, constantly calling Ye Beicheng's name in her mouth, praying that he could save herself.

But no matter how she called, the figure outside the house still didn't stop for her.

Wu Dehai's voice kept echoing in his ears.

"He doesn't want you anymore, what are you shouting?"

"Poor little thing, he doesn't want you, our family wants you to ......"

Seeing the figure outside the house resolutely leaving, Lin Shuang'er's heart was about to break.

Why didn't he save himself, why did he leave her alone......

Soon, tears wet the pillow.

Ye Beicheng was a little flustered, watching her cry, a little at a loss for a while.

He reached into the futon, his warm palm touching her skin, and the palm was clammy and cold.

It was probably because she had just soaked in hot water and sweated, and right now, all the cold in her body was discharged.

Now that she was covered in a cold sweat, she was bound to be cold, no wonder she was uncomfortable......

Yebei simply lifted the futon, and immediately picked her up from the couch with one hand, let her lean softly on herself, and then twisted her fingers to the placket of her neck.

Yebei Chengkuan lowered her underwear soaked in cold sweat, and only a thin belly pocket remained on her body, revealing her entire tender back.

Afraid that she would catch a cold again, Ye Beicheng pulled the futon and wrapped her whole body firmly, but it still couldn't cover the sexy silhouette in front of her.

The palm of his hand touched her delicate skin, warm and soft.

Ye Beicheng quickly looked away, suppressed the greed surging in his heart, and stuffed the person back into the bed without delay.

Who knows, when he was in wide clothes, after Lin Shuang'er snuggled softly in his arms, she became dependent on the warm heat in his arms, and refused to leave as soon as she got it.

She rubbed hard into Ye Beicheng's arms, her soft arms hugging his waist, unwilling to return to her cold bed, only infatuated with this inch of warmth.

Ye Beicheng's body shook violently, looked down at the person in his arms, his Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed a trace of inexplicable emotion, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble......"

Lin Shuang'er muttered in a daze: "It's so cold......"

Somehow, as soon as she touched this warmth, Lin Shuang'er felt extremely relieved.

The images in the dream are not so scary.

In a trance, she seemed to see Ye Beicheng kick open the door and run towards her with a worried face.

He held her in his arms, and his arms were so warm that they seemed to melt people.

His voice, falling on his ears, is also so beautiful.

"Frost, I'll protect you well......"