Taking a deep breath, suppressing the fire within him again and again, Feng Qiwu looked at her with burning eyes and said in a deep voice, "Alright, next month is our wedding day. Whether your cold ailment can be alleviated, we will know by then."
"Okay." Bai Susu nodded her head.
In the next moment, Feng Qiwu lifted her up and placed her in the bed warmed by a hot water bottle.
Then, moving swiftly, he stripped off his robes, even removing his undergarments, swiftly burrowing into the bed, tightly enclosing Bai Susu's icy body against his own warm one.
Only then did he realize how cold her body truly was.
Touching her was like touching a block of ice.
Yet just a few days ago, her body clearly wasn't this cold.
For a moment, Feng Qiwu couldn't help but furrow his brows, a trace of worry flashed across his face.
Then, without any lustful intention, he placed his hand on Bai Susu's lower abdomen, using his hot palm to warm her stomach.
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