"real."
"Oh, that's good." Wen Nan responded, then turned over and lay on the inside.
Lu Yanqing pursed her lips slightly and glanced at Wen Nan with a deep look in her eyes.
He didn't reveal a thing.
Actually... I'm a little angry.
Lu Yanqing picked up the blanket and covered herself, looking at the curtains around the bed.
Suddenly, Wen Nan pressed down on the 38th parallel and leaned close to Lu Yanqing's ear.
A refreshing hibiscus scent surrounds you.
Lu Yanqing was stunned, and his ears began to turn red.
"If you're angry, just say so. What's wrong with saying it?" Wen Nan whispered in Lu Yanqing's ear.
Wen Nan lifted Lu Yanqing's blanket, letting in the cold wind of early March.
Wen Nan reached out and hugged Lu Yanqing.
His body was tense.
"You..." Lu Yanqing hadn't uttered a sound yet.
“I’m very cold, but my husband is warm.” Wen Nan said seriously.
"But it's already early March." Spring has arrived, and it's not so cold anymore.
"I'm still cold," Wen Nan insisted earnestly.
As the night wore on, Lu Yanqing looked at the person in his arms but couldn't fall asleep.
Wen Nan, on the other hand, slept soundly.
Lu Yanqing reached out and tucked the strands of hair on Wen Nan's cheek behind her ear.
Wen Nan mumbled something and snuggled against Lu Yanqing's chest.
He lowered his eyelids, his gaze dark and unfathomable.
After a long while, Lu Yanqing reached out and hugged Wen Nan's slender waist, pulling her into his arms.
Lu Yanqing rested her chin on Wen Nanya's dark blue hair.
Seeing Wen Nan's expression, Lu Yanqing knew that Wen Nan probably had no interest in Su Mu now.
The last bit of pent-up frustration in my heart... has completely disappeared.
But... why is he so depressed?
The eighteen-year-old boy pondered all night but still couldn't find a solution.
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