“Cold… so cold…”
Qiao Muer, who was in a coma, subconsciously leaned towards the warmth beside her.
She didn't know where she was. She couldn't open her eyes and her whole body was stiff and sore. She only remembered that after she fell into the swimming pool, the fear deep in her heart was rapidly magnified.
The same fear as when she was a child made her fall into a coma and a state of shock.
But later, a warm halo enveloped her.
The halo seemed to have magical power, dispelling all the coldness in her heart and gradually warming up her icy body.
However, she finally felt warm and calmed down under the halo of light... Now, she suddenly felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, with a chill seeping out from her bones.
"Cold... um..."
The unconscious Qiao Muer was mumbling incoherently, but her body subconsciously burrowed into the arms of Yue Zheng who was holding her.
The man's tall body was naked. In order to hold Qiao Muer to sleep, Yue Zheng took off all his wet clothes.
His strong and powerful arms were originally wrapped around her waist from behind, tightly holding her soft and delicate little body.
The two of them were already asleep. Although he was holding the little woman he had been thinking about for a long time, holding such a fragrant and soft body had already caused a reaction somewhere in Yue Zheng.
It may even be swollen and painful.
But Yue Zheng warned himself.
Unless he gets Qiao Muer's consent, he can never force her to do it regardless of the consequences.
The mistakes I made when I was young and reckless, and the women I hurt, must never be hurt again.
With this thought in mind, Yue Zheng held Qiao Muer in his arms and fell asleep.
However, he had just fallen asleep for a while when the little woman in his arms suddenly turned around and hugged him.
The unconscious Qiao Muer seemed uneasy. She murmured something inaudibly, but she just leaned hard into his arms unconsciously.
Qiao Muer's soft and elastic little face unconsciously rubbed against the man's hard and broad chest and well-defined abdominal muscles.
Her slender white legs were tightly hooked around the man's slender and powerful legs, rubbing against his legs from time to time, and she even accidentally rubbed that damn part several times.
Yue Zheng woke up almost the moment Qiao Muer turned around and hugged him.
All sleepiness was gone. Yue Zheng, who had just fallen into a deep sleep while holding her as if he was holding someone peacefully, was now stiff and his muscles tensed by Qiao Muer's subconscious 'seduction'.
The muscles on Yue Zheng's back were all tense and his arms were as tight as iron.
He tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart, and resisted the urge to push Qiao Muer onto the bed, lift up her restless legs, and take her.
The man took a deep breath, lowered his head, and patiently stroked Qiao Muer who was nestled in his arms.
His slender fingers gently stroked her neck, shoulders, and back...
Qiao Muer shuddered unconsciously and hummed softly twice.
Such moaning is really a deadly poison.
Yue Zheng's lower abdomen became tighter and more painful, and he had to find a way to calm himself down.
The man suddenly buried his head in the woman's scattered black hair, and his nostrils were filled with the fragrance of Qiao Muer, the fragrance he had been thinking about and missing for many years.
The scent of her hair is still the same as when she was a child. No matter how many years have passed, it is still so fragrant, soft and just right.
No matter whether she was the cute and arrogant little girl back then, or the capable woman who can stand on her own now, she will always be the little Mu'er who used to follow him, arrogant and willful but fragile and in need of love.
The blazing fire in Yue Zheng's narrow and deep blue eyes gradually calmed down. (To be continued)