Fu Youhan really enjoyed Jiang Moxi's rare initiative to get close to him.
Especially now, being gently hugged around from behind, he felt that the irritability and rage that filled his chest had disappeared in an instant.
While he was indulging in the comfort that Jiang Moxi brought him, Jiang Moxi suddenly let go.
Fu Youhan turned around and found that Jiang Moxi not only withdrew her embrace, but also silently walked towards the door.
He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Jiang Moxi back into his arms.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong just now that made you upset?"
Jiang Moxi was cold, being pulled back into his arms, like a lifeless doll.
It was only when Fu Youhan touched her that he realized, she had put on silk nightgown right after bathing and hadn't even worn any shoes, her body was frighteningly cold.
Fu Youhan quickly carried her horizontally to the bed, grabbed her feet and tried to warm them.
