The two chatted idly, and the cave gradually warmed up.
Perhaps it was because she couldn't sleep, or perhaps it was because the atmosphere was just too pleasant.
Fu Huaichu hugged and hugged, and his gaze grew darker and darker.
Su Zhiruan felt something hard pressing against her waist. She tried to stand up, but realized that Fu Huaichu did not give her the chance. He pulled on her wrist with a smile, "Ruanruan, I feel so uncomfortable. Can you help me?"
His voice was heavy with nasal tones due to the fever, making it sound different from usual. At this moment, Fu Huaichu gave her the impression of someone frivolous.