She sat on the man's lap, feeling dizzy, letting him do as he pleased.
The hair dryer stopped, and the man gently lifted her chin. "Xixi, drink some brown sugar ginger water."
Lin Xi swallowed unconsciously, her stomach felt warm, and she felt much better.
She used to live alone in a Taoist temple. After a fight, she came back and had her period. No one was there to boil water for her, so she drank a cup of cold water and rolled around in bed.
It's so good to have someone taking care of me now.
Lin Xi sniffed. "Thank you."
Fu Jingyao looked down at her and said, word by word, "Xixi, we are family, no need to say thank you."
"Mmm." Lin Xi nodded.
He called her Xixi...
Hearing such an intimate address, Lin Xi felt a ripple in her heart and tightened her grip on the man's neck.
"Xixi?"
"Give me another hug."
"good."
The two hugged for a while, and Lin Xi's breathing gradually became steady. Fu Jingyao put her on the bed and carefully covered her with the quilt.
"Go to sleep."
As the warm body receded, Lin Xi felt both pain and cold. She pressed her stomach tightly, curling herself into a ball.
Outrageous! The pain intensified as soon as Fu Jingyao left. It felt as if a wild beast was tearing at her flesh inside her stomach, her internal organs were churning together, and she was in excruciating pain.
Lin Xi managed to squeeze out a few words, "Don't, don't go..."
"XiXi!!"
Fu Jingyao quickly got into bed, wrapped one arm around her waist, and gently stroked her lower abdomen with the other.
Lin Xi returned to his familiar and warm embrace, her tense body slowly relaxing, and she subconsciously leaned towards him.
The person beside her was like a giant hand warmer, continuously releasing heat to dispel the coldness in her body, and the pain in her abdomen was disappearing.
She murmured, "I like you so much, warm baby."
Fu Jingyao chuckled silently and pulled the person closer to his chest.
The hand warmer refers to him; Xixi likes hand warmers, which means she likes him.
Yes, she likes him.
After being used as a power bank, it has gained another use: a hand warmer.
Fu Jingyao looked at the person beneath him with tenderness and doting eyes, tinged with a hint of helplessness.
Power banks, hand warmers, what's next?
Fu Jingyao smiled and said, "Xixi, you're becoming more and more dependent on me."
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