I could only look out the window anxiously to see where the car was heading.
"cold……"
When Shu Miao heard the sound, she turned around and saw someone who had just been leaning unconsciously against the back of the chair falling towards her at an angle.
He quickly reached out to support him and was about to push him back, but his wrist was grabbed instead.
The touch of his cold skin made her shiver and she subconsciously tried to break free, but he was surprisingly strong at the moment.
He held Shu Miao's wrist tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and kept repeating "cold" in his mouth.
Shu Miao hesitated for a moment and simply sat closer to him.
She let his head rest on her body, drawing some warmth from him.
But unlike his cold palms, his body was so hot that it seemed to burn people.
After thinking about it, Shu Miao simply raised her tightly clenched hand and put it to his face, letting the back of her cold hand touch her hot cheek.
I was thinking if I could neutralize the situation and make him feel more comfortable.
But the movement inevitably widened the distance between the two of them.
Perhaps her deception worked, but Zhou Yang, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly opened them.
Shu Miao was leaning sideways, trying to adjust her posture so that it would be easier for him to put his hand on her forehead to cool it down, so she didn't notice his movement at first.
She leaned forward and reached out to take his free hand.
Just as she was about to put it on his forehead, she suddenly met a pair of bright eyes.
She paused, her eyes flickered slightly, but she continued the unfinished action and placed his hand on his forehead.
Just when I was about to ask him if he was feeling better, I saw his eyelashes flutter a few times and then slowly close.
Shu Miao naturally breathed a sigh of relief that he didn't have to face him awkwardly.
But after just a short while, she felt her arms becoming very sore.
I secretly complained in my heart, why is his hand so heavy?
Don’t you know how to use some strength?
One side could only accept its fate and use the other hand to support.
As he moved, the towel wrapped around his chest inevitably slid down, revealing his strong but not exaggerated chest muscles.
Shu Miao could only awkwardly free his hands and pull it up.
Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I slid down again!
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