Sick villain's fall in love

Chapter 88 Not Hot, I'm Cold (Add more for the little angel who eats watermelon~)

A tall and tall figure stood there silently.

Bi Xie breathed quickly, suppressing the sudden surge of fear in his heart, he swallowed the sound that came to his mouth.

The two stared at each other for a long time in the dark.

Bi Xie's stiff face moved: "Master Wei? Is that you? You're awake."

There was no sound.

But the suddenly refreshing air and blurred outlines had already made her guess a bit.

The corner of Bi Xie's mouth twitched, and he had nothing to say: "The weather is too hot, Master Wei may not be used to the life here, I bought a small fan, Master Wei can turn on the fan, it will be cooler."

"I'm not hot, I'm cold." The man's deep voice was as provocative as the sound of the wind blowing green bamboo.

Bi Xie secretly thought that it would be a cold hammer in the hot weather, but he smiled sincerely, "Then shall I bring two more quilts for Young Master Wei?"

As she said that, she was about to get out of bed, but the quilt was lifted before she touched her shoes.

Wei Zhaoye took off his shoes directly, carried Bi Xie in his arms, moved inside, and lay down next to her, his voice was hoarse and low, "Xiexie, sleep."

Bi Xie's whole body was stretched like a piece of steel. Just now when she touched Wei Zhaoye's skin, it was really cold, like a frozen pond in winter.

He's not kidding, he's really cold.

Could this be Wei Zhaoye's hidden disease?
Will it be cold into ice cubes when you get sick?
Bi Xie had been tossing around in the middle of the night, and at this time her eyelids were a little heavy, she felt that Wei Zhaoye was staring at her, she covered his eyes with her little hands in dissatisfaction, and then instinctively put on the icy cold and fell asleep. past.

In the morning, the birds flew over the jujube trees in the courtyard and chirped non-stop.

Bi Xie opened her eyes, yawned, and saw her white jade-like chest and her almost naked body against the man's arms at a glance. She almost couldn't help screaming, "You, you, I, we..."

Wei Zhaoye didn't know how long it had been since he woke up, he stared straight at Bi Xie with a pair of dark eyes, and his hands were still around the girl's naked waist.

Bi Xie was wearing underwear, she remembered that she was wearing pajamas before going to bed, but now the pajamas ran to the other side of the bed.

She lifted the quilt to cover the man's perfect facial features, then quickly put on her pajamas, and threw the man's clothes over in one go.

Wei Zhaoye allowed her to blindfold her, and the old man shouted from downstairs, "Xiaoxie, come down for dinner, grandma made sweet potato porridge."

Bi Xie quickly responded: "Okay, Grandma, I'll be right down."

The two old people usually go out to sell vegetables very early in the morning, but these days because Bi Xie is back, only the grandfather goes out to sell vegetables in the morning, and the grandmother stays at home to prepare meals.

Hearing grandma's tone, Bi Xie didn't seem to know that Wei Zhaoye was not in her room. After heaving a sigh of relief, he lifted a corner of the quilt, "Get up and get dressed, go back to your own room, and don't show your secrets in front of my grandma!"

Wei Zhaoye's dark eyes fell on Bi Xie for a while, and then he began to put on his clothes slowly.

Hearing the rustling sound behind him, Bi Xie gritted his teeth and asked, "What happened last night? Did you take off my clothes?"

Wei Zhaoye's eyebrows twitched, and he responded with one word as a matter of course: "硌."

Visible twitching at the corner of Bi Xie's mouth, but he still stubbornly explained: "The satin pajamas I'm wearing, how could it be broken?"

　Thanks to my family milk coffee and Chu Ci, have you stolen the stars? Red beans rewarded (*▽*)
　　Thanks to the family Cx330, the cat who stole the moon voted for the recommendation (*▽*)
　　Thanks to my little angel who eats watermelon from my family, the reward is Bing Kuo Luo (*▽*)
　　PS: Some time ago, I watched the Mala Tang made by a food blogger with great interest, and my mouth was drooling across the screen. I bought a lot of ingredients with great interest yesterday, and today I reviewed the video of making Mala Tang with interest. Then he started to do it with confidence, and then...with his eyes closed, he suppressed his nausea and ate a bowl of boiled Malatang.

　　Sadly, I decided to eat 8 strawberries to suppress my shock. I opened the strawberry box and found that the strawberries were rotten.

　　"Wow" I cried┭┮﹏┭┮

　　
　
(End of this chapter)