The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

When Yu Jiusi looked up, she saw that Sang Wang's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

She withdrew her wandering hand and dared not touch him again.

Did she hurt you when she touched you?

Unable to detect the hidden lust in the other's eyes, Yu Jiusi took out another pill from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

After swallowing the food, Sang Wang hugged her and rubbed against her affectionately, calling her name again and again in a lazy and sticky voice.

Yu Jiusi gently stroked his head, not daring to touch him too much for fear of hurting him again. "Don't be afraid."

Sang Wang's fair and jade-like face pressed against the little girl's delicate neck, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and he affectionately nuzzled her.

Crimson lips were imprinted on fair skin, leaving no patch of skin untouched.

With his pupils growing increasingly red, Sang Wang gently nibbled on the girl's shoulder, his fair and slender hands slowly caressing her waist and reaching inside.

A cool touch landed on her waist. Yu Jiusi was worried that the other person might move around and hurt her, so she reached out and pulled the hand that had been inside her clothes out.

Then, with a strong sense of mission, he pulled the person outside.

Sang Wang, who was engrossed in his own world, was suddenly pushed away and followed the little girl out with a blank expression.

Yu Jiusi tightened his grip on the other person's hand, which was noticeably cold, overwhelmed by a sense of responsibility.

Look, the child's hands have gotten so cold from the pain.

She must take good care of Sang Baobao.

Sang Wang, who was forcibly shoved into the quilt, twitched her eyes slightly, pursed her luscious lips and stared straight at Yu Jiusi, holding her hand tightly.

Yu Jiusi forcibly pressed down Sang Baobao, who refused to sleep, covered him with a blanket, and finally nodded to himself with satisfaction as he looked at Sang Baobao lying in bed, radiating resentment.

"Okay, go to sleep. I'll stay with you." Yu Luobo sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Sang Baobao.

Why is she suddenly so excited? It's been so long since she took care of Sang Baobao like this.

Wang Ye, who only wanted to cuddle with his wife and didn't want to sleep, continued to exude resentment in his eyes.

After waiting for a while, and finding that the little girl showed no intention of lying down, Sang Wang simply lifted the blanket, pulled Yu Jiusi down, and said, "You sleep too."

"No……"

Giving Yu Jiusi no chance to resist, Sang Wang pulled the blanket up and down, then hugged the soft little girl tightly and closed his eyes in a happy mood.

Yu Jiusi nestled in Sang Wang's arms, glanced up at his sleeping face, frowned, and tentatively touched his chest.

"Hmm~"

The soft, melodious moans were indescribably sensual.

Yu Jiusi felt a numbness in her ear and dared not touch it again. She held the other person's hand and stayed obediently in their arms without moving.

After the little girl in his arms fell asleep, the man with his eyes closed slowly lifted his eyelids, staring intently at the little girl's soft, white sleeping face.

Her eyes were filled with intense emotions, her face flushed slightly, and her phoenix eyes narrowed, making her look both dreamy and beautiful.

When Yu Jiusi woke up the next day, she found herself wrapped up by the big dog's arms and legs, with no gaps between her and the dog.

Stuck in a fixed position, staring at the ceiling, I slowly woke up, then numbly looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful sleeping face right in front of me.

The sleeping Sang Wang was completely harmless. Because Yu Jiusi was beside him, he slept without any guard. His fluffy hair hung down softly, with a few strands sticking up.

She looked soft and gentle, like a sleeping angel, pure and kind, without the terrifying ferocity and allure of last night.

Perhaps it was Yu Jiusi's gaze that was too intense, for the soundly sleeping Sang Wang slowly awoke.

Her thick, dark eyelashes slowly parted, revealing eyes that held the starry night sky, still misty with tears from just waking up.

She blinked slowly, stared blankly at Yu Jiusi for a few seconds, then slowly leaned in and kissed him, then pressed her cheek against his.

A sleepy voice, hoarse and soft, said, "Good morning, sweetie."

Sang Baobao, who had just woken up, pressed her face against Yu Jiusi's, hugged her, said good morning, and then closed her eyes again.

Lost in his own beauty, Yu Jiusi's face was squeezed up, and she replied with a pout, "Good morning."

The two remained silent for a long time, when suddenly Yu Jiusi realized something and struggled to sit up.

Without the warmth in his arms, Sang Wang groggily opened his eyes, sat up, and yawned while holding the little girl, her head drooping softly. "What's wrong, sweetie?"

Yu Jiusi stared intently at the sleepy and languid Sang Wang, her brows furrowing slightly. She cupped his face in her hands and looked at him, then touched his hands and body.

Sang Wang sat there obediently, letting her touch him, blinking slowly, seemingly still not fully awake.

"Baby, is there anything that's bothering you?" Yu Jiusi asked earnestly.

Sang Wangwei lowered his head and shook his head somewhat slowly.

I feel no discomfort.

Yu Jiusi's tightly furrowed brows did not relax, and her expression was solemn as she held his hand.

This person's body temperature is abnormally low. Although it feels cool to the touch, it is clearly lower than normal body temperature.

Last night my hands were cold, but after sleeping I woke up my whole body was cold.

Afraid that Sang Baobao would get cold while she wasn't paying attention, Yu Jiusi quickly got up, wrapped the still drowsy Sang Wang in a blanket again and again, and pushed her onto the bed like a spring roll.

Wrapped in the blanket and unable to move, Sang Wang lay on the bed in a daze, watching the little girl hurriedly run out and then run back.

A thermometer was shoved into his mouth.

With the thermometer in his mouth, Sang tried to speak, but the little girl closed his mouth again as soon as he opened it.

The big dog just stared longingly at the little girl with its wet eyes.

Yu Jiusi stared at the numbers displayed on the thermometer, her mind buzzing.

29?

Looking at Sang Baobao's innocent and aggrieved face, I stubbornly stuffed another one into his mouth.

The thermometer must have been broken.

Convinced that the thermometer was broken, Lady Radish looked at the 29 displayed on it again and fell into doubt.

Oh no, Sang Baobao slept with her in her arms and got cold from sleeping on her.

Looking at the little girl's stunned expression, Sang Wang blinked, his eyes still showing a hint of innocence, and asked, "Sweetie?"

The silkworm tried to sit up and wriggle, but was pushed back down by someone just as it was about to untie the blanket and hug the little girl.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you." Yu Jiusi pressed down on Sang Baobao on the bed and made a serious promise.

Little Angel Version of Sang Baobao: Huh? ? ?

After Shang Zhuo finished his diagnosis, he coughed at the embarrassing number on the thermometer and forced an explanation, "Young Master is fine, this is normal."

"You call this normal?" Yu Jiusi looked at Shang Zhuo with the eyes of someone looking at a quack doctor.

It's already 29 degrees Celsius, and you call that normal?

"Ahem... Miss Yu, you may not know this, but the young master has had a low body temperature since he was a child. We usually control it with medication, which is why he seems no different from ordinary people." Shang Zhuo looked at the girl he had met once before and patiently explained.

Yu Jiusi remembered the medicine Aunt Yun had brought, "But he just took the medicine, why is he still like this?"

She personally fed him the medicine.