She was afraid that if she revealed a flaw, Leng Mohan would see through her disguise and admit that she was guarding against her new husband.
Seeing this, Leng Mohan didn't say anything more. He seemed too lazy to bother with her anymore, so he rolled up the quilt and put it at the foot of the bed, and lay down directly. The cold wind from the window blew slightly, bringing him a little coolness. However, for Luo Jiaojiao, this was an unbearable torment.
Her heartbeat was accelerating, and sweat soaked the pillowcase and stuck to her cheeks.
She tried to keep her breathing steady and look more natural, but the anxiety and fear in her heart surged like a tide, making it almost unbearable for her.
Time passed by little by little, and Luo Jiaojiao felt as if she was in a huge steamer, with every inch of her skin being mercilessly burned.
She kept telling herself to be strong and to hold it in. However, when the familiar chill suddenly hit her, she couldn't help but shiver.
Leng Mohan noticed her reaction, and a trace of doubt flashed through his mind. He turned to look at Luo Jiaojiao, only to see that her face was pale and sweating profusely. He couldn't help but frown, was she really that hot?
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to touch Luo Jiaojiao's forehead. Luo Jiaojiao was startled by his action, but then she thought of something and did not stop him. Leng Mohan's hand touched her hot forehead, and he frowned, and a trace of worry surged in his heart.
"Are you... really feeling uncomfortable?" he asked in a low voice.
Luo Jiaojiao did not answer, but closed her eyes tightly, silently enduring the pain. She did not want to reveal any flaws at this time, and she did not want him to see her weakness.
Leng Mohan looked at her painful expression, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He didn't know why he felt this way about this woman, but he knew that he couldn't just watch her suffer.
He got up from the bed, walked to the window and opened it. A cool breeze immediately rushed into the room, blowing away the stuffiness in the room. Then he walked back to the bed and gently lifted the quilt on Luo Jiaojiao.
"You'll get too hot." He whispered.
Luo Jiaojiao felt his movements and her heart trembled. She opened her eyes and looked at Leng Mohan, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes. However, she still suppressed her inner emotions and did not show any abnormality.
Seeing this, Leng Mohan didn't say anything more. He just stood silently beside the bed, guarding this woman struggling in pain.
As the night fell, the moonlight shone through the cracks in the window, sprinkling on Leng Mohan's face, adding a bit of softness to his angular face. He sat quietly by the bed, his eyes fixed on the little woman huddled in the corner of the bed.
Her clear eyes were filled with anxiety and fear, like a frightened deer, ready to run away at any time.
Originally, Leng Mohan was a little angry at her deliberate avoidance of him, but now, seeing her cowardly appearance, that anger had long since vanished.
He understood that she was not avoiding him on purpose, but was really afraid. She was just a simple girl. Although they had obtained a marriage certificate, they were strangers to each other before that. Facing this sudden intimacy, her nervousness and fear were normal reactions. Leng Mohan felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.
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