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Chapter 60 Warm hands
Sensing her body trembling, Qin Lian straightened her face, "What's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing..." Tang Nuan'er subconsciously avoided his gaze, "I just feel a little uncomfortable all of a sudden, Qin Yu, let's go home."

Qin Lian looked at her for a while and said, "OK."

He cast his gaze in the direction where Song Yixi was leaving, but quickly retracted his gaze, held Tang Nuan'er's hand, and got into the car.

With the movement of closing the door, Tang Nuan'er's slender left hand showed countless hideous scars. She moved uncomfortably and hid the scars under her long sleeve.
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November is early winter.

Song Yixi contacted him according to the number on the business card Shen Changqiu gave her.

Wen Shiyu's big fluffy tail hung down behind him, a pair of furry ears drooped down, and he curled up on the sofa with Song Yixi's pillow in his arms.

"Master, are you uncomfortable?" Wu Sen asked worriedly.

In the past few days since he got off the cruise ship, the young master has been lacking in energy.

I don't know why.

Wen Shiyu ignored him, buried his face in the pillow and rubbed his body, shrinking his body even tighter.

"Could it be that Miss Song's blood is useless to you?" The only reason Wu Sen could think of that would make the young master uncomfortable.

The concentration of substance B in Miss Song's blood is extremely low, so she is not the most suitable match for the young master.

"No." Wen Shiyu's voice was cold.

"What's going on..." Suddenly realizing something, Wu Sen was startled, and said in disbelief, "Could it be that the young master hasn't drunk Miss Song's blood recently?"

Wen Shiyu didn't speak.

Seeing this scene, Wu Sen's face changed greatly: "Master!!"

"What are you shouting?" Wen Shiyu glanced at him indifferently, and said lightly: "That woman is a weak chicken, sick all day long, if I suck a few more mouthfuls of her blood, she will die."

"Even if that's the case, the young master can't stop drinking at all..." Wu Sen was extremely shocked in his heart: "And the young master also gave Miss Song the Soul Tune Bead, and Miss Song's body will be fine."

"Don't drink!" Wen Shiyu flatly refused.

What if something happens to that woman?
Wu Sen's gaze suddenly became complicated.

He knew that the young master liked Miss Song, but he didn't know that he liked Miss Song so much...

Song Yixi came back after making a phone call outside. Seeing the strange atmosphere in the room, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Wu Sen looked at her. Just as he was about to speak, Wen Shiyu warned in a deep voice: "Don't meddle in your own business, get out!"

Wu Sen's face changed, and he bowed his head and retreated.

Song Yixi was slightly startled, she walked up to Wen Shiyu and asked, "Did you quarrel?"

The man looked up at her, his eyes fell on her cold and fair face, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said, "Woman, are you cold?"

Just as Song Yixi was about to say that it wasn't cold, he stretched out his knuckle-boned hands: "It's not impossible if you want me to warm your hands!"

She looked at his expression of benevolence to her, slightly curled her lips, and passed her hand over.

He said it was warming his hands, but his hands were much cooler than hers.

Song Yixi frowned, "Wen Shiyu, are you feeling unwell?"

He didn't look right.

Wen Shiyu glanced at her worried expression, stretched out his big tail quietly, wrapped around her waist, and pulled her into his arms. His furry head lightly rubbed against her neck, and his voice was tired and hoarse: "Accompany me I'll stay for a while."

(End of this chapter)