Su Muge felt so cold as if she had been thrown into ice and snow and shivered.
"Cold, so cold ..."
Xia Houmo looked at the skinny girl shivering in his arms and slowly reached out to hug her.
"Well."
Feeling the warm temperature of Xia Houmo, Su Muge hummed comfortably and stayed in his arms with a comfortable position.
Xia Houmo put his thick palm gently on her thin shoulder. On touching her, he felt like getting an electric shock and held her more tightly into his arms.
The moment when her small face pressed against his chest, he felt a warm current flowing towards his heart.
It seemed nice if he could hold her like this forever.
...
Su Muge felt a little bitter in her mouth and frowned uncomfortably. Gradually, she recovered her consciousness.
"Look, she wakes up."
