Chapter 88 Hug for Warmth
Su Ying couldn't help shivering because of the coldness of her body. She forced herself to open her eyes and put a heating pad on herself, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes.
"cold……"
"Su Ying, Su Ying, wake up." Xiao Jin looked at Su Ying, whose eyes were closed and whose face was pale, and felt as if his heart was being pulled apart.
But no matter how he called, Su Ying showed no sign of waking up.
Xiao Jin reached out and touched her forehead and found that she was ice-cold. Even though they had taken all the quilts to cover her, she still couldn't help shivering.
Seeing Su Ying's lips gradually turning white, Xiao Jin's brows darkened. He crawled directly into her quilt and held her in his arms.
Feeling the warmth from Xiao Jin's body, Su Ying subconsciously leaned into his arms. Seeing this, Xiao Jin hugged her tighter.
Gradually, the heat from Xiao Jin's body warmed up Su Ying's cold body, but she still seemed uncomfortable and kept whimpering in his arms.
Xiao Jin lowered his eyes and looked at Su Ying, whose brows were tightly furrowed. This was the first time that she looked so weak and fragile in front of him after her change.
Xiao Jin felt a dull pain in his heart and could only hug her tighter.
It was unknown how long it had been before Su Ying slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Xiao Jin's face so close to her and was stunned for a moment.
She moved her body, but found that Xiao Jin was holding her very tightly. She struggled several times but failed to break free.
Instead, her movement woke Xiao Jin up.
There was some redness in Xiao Jin's eyes, and he loosened his grip slightly when he saw Su Ying wake up.
Unexpectedly, before he could even open his mouth, Su Ying said in a harsh voice: "Xiao Jin, why are you holding me? Let go."
Xiao Jin frowned slightly, because of the unhappy expression on her face. She didn't like his close contact with her, and this realization made Xiao Jin feel very uncomfortable.
"You were injured and cold and kept crawling into my arms. Did you think I wanted to hug you?"
Xiao Jin's voice sank slightly, he let go of his hands and sat up.
Su Ying frowned and found herself feeling a little weak, as if she was not feeling well.
"Mother, is mother awake?"
As the sky brightened, the two little guys ran out the door impatiently.
Last night, Mother Zhao was worried that they would disturb Su Ying's recovery, so she took them to the next room to sleep.
The little ones were thinking about Su Ying and ran over as soon as they woke up in the morning.
When Su Ying heard the sounds of the two little kids, she propped herself up and sat up.
Xiao Jin looked at her pale face, frowned, and reached out to support her, "Don't touch the wound on your arm."
Su Ying moved her hand and looked at her arm. The wound had been bandaged. This injury was at most an external injury and could not have such a great lethality to her.
However, the wound was indeed poisonous, but she had clearly taken medicine to block the toxin, so how could she faint?
"Mother, mother, are you awake? Mother..."
Before Su Ying could figure it out, the crying voices of two little ones came from outside the door. Su Ying could only collect her thoughts and quickly ask them to come in.
As soon as Erbao rushed into the house, he wanted to throw himself into Su Ying's arms. Seeing this, Dabao quickly grabbed Erbao.
"No, my mother is still injured."
Erbao stared at Su Ying eagerly, and his big elk-like eyes made Su Ying's heart melt.
"My dear, come here. I'm fine. I was just a little sleepy yesterday, so I took a nap. I feel much better now that I've woken up."
Although the little ones didn't quite understand whether it was poisonous or not, they could see that Su Ying's complexion was obviously much worse than before.
"Mother, where does it hurt? Ling'er will give you some comfort. It will stop hurting, okay?"
"Ji'er, Ji'er, come and call your mother too."
The two little guys put their little heads close to Su Ying, puffed out their little mouths and blew air into her wound.
Su Ying looked at their round little faces and couldn't help but pinch them. Well, they were getting fatter and fatter, not bad.
"Daddy, you can't sit still. Come here quickly, come here and comfort Mom."
Erbao's face turned serious after hearing this. "Yes, Daddy wants to blow for Mom, too."
"No need." Su Ying refused without thinking.
Dabao's face was particularly serious, "Mother, don't you like Daddy blowing your dick?"
Su Ying wanted to nod, but seeing that Dabao was ready to cry if she dared to nod, she shook her head in fear and said, "How could that be? Mother loves Daddy the most."
A bright color flashed across Xiao Jin's eyes very quickly, but there was no change in his expression.
Dabao was a little unsure and asked repeatedly, "Really?"
Su Ying nodded confidently, "Really, it's truer than real gold."
"Daddy, what are you doing? Come and call Mommy." Dabao spoke like a little adult.
Xiao Jin glanced at Su Ying. When Su Ying met his gaze, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
"Hurry up."
Xiao Jin moved his body, leaned closer to her, and blew air towards her wound with his face.
"Okay, Daddy has blown the whistle on your mother, and her wound will heal soon."
Seeing this, the two little kids finally smiled with satisfaction.
"Daddy is awesome."
"Madam, am I awake?" Mother Zhao came to the door.
"Well, I'm awake, Mother Zhao, please come in."
After hearing Su Ying's voice, Mother Zhao pushed the door open and walked in. When she saw Su Ying's pale face, her eyes turned red with heartache.
"How did she get injured? It really scared me." When Su Ying suddenly fell down, her heart was in her throat, fearing that something might have happened to Su Ying.
"Well, maybe I'm too tired recently."
Mother Zhao also felt that she was too tired and had to do everything, so she didn't doubt what she said.
"Madam, just leave the construction of the house to Tian Mu and the others. It's okay if you don't have to do the work. Just take a good rest these days and don't get too tired."
Su Ying looked at Mother Zhao's caring eyes and smiled, "I understand, Mother Zhao."
"I'll ask Lao He to make you some meat porridge. You haven't eaten anything since last night, so you must be hungry now." Mother Zhao stood up and pulled the two little kids over. "My little lords, follow me to wash your faces, and come over to accompany Madam later."
The two little guys responded obediently and followed Mother Zhao back.
As soon as they left, Su Ying frowned slightly.
Xiao Jin noticed the change in her expression and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Su Ying shook her head and reached out to untie the bandage on her arm, revealing the wound.
The scratches looked a little red and swollen, and the black blood had already drained out. The wounds looked normal, but Su Ying still wanted to know why she reacted so strongly.
(End of this chapter)
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