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Lu Jingqiao leaned closer and closer. Xiao Qiao's hands helplessly pressed against his chest, her clear eyes were so innocent that it made people feel lovable and heartbroken.

After saying that, Xiao Qiao lowered her head, not daring to meet Lu Yu Bei's eyes at all.

The distance was getting closer and closer. Xiao Qiao could smell the cold and clear scent on his body. It was light, but very comfortable.

Not at all.

"Big Brother Lu..." Xiao Qiao spoke out a reminder with a red face.

Looking at her red earlobes, Lu Yu Bei didn't have the heart to tease her anymore. He stood up slightly and pulled away from her, "The wounds on your body still need to be properly healed.

Cold?

Please forgive me, but the pronunciation "Han Leng" is really "Cold".

Han Leng who was knocking on the door coughed fiercely, he looked at him and asked curiously: "Your name, is it really cold?"

Originally, there was no problem with his words.

However, Xiao Qiao added on, "Then how afraid are you of the cold? I think if you're really afraid of the cold, you shouldn't be called cold, you should be called warm. "

Lu Yu Bei smiled happily, his lips actually hiding a trace of doting.

His wife could be so cute!

Han Leng felt very wronged, but he did not dare to say anything. He had no choice, the one who spoke up was Young Madam Lu, she was Master Lu's wife, he was destined to be the target of pressure.

"Then what's your surname!" Suddenly, Xiao Qiao asked again.

Han Leng thought that he would die suddenly, but … Under Lu Yu Bei's gaze, he immediately answered respectfully, "Actually … My surname is Han, and Han Yu's name is Han.

Xiao Qiao then realized: It's Han Leng!

He stuck out his tongue and smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was wrong."

"It doesn't matter!"

This was what Lu Yu Bei had said.

"You just woke up, you still need to rest, you can't talk too much." Lu Yu Bei said as he personally covered Xiao Qiao with a blanket.

Xiao Qiao also obediently closed her eyes, feeling a lot more relaxed in her heart.

The shadow that was thick and heavy just now seemed to have been dispelled.

This Lu Yu Bei, just who is he, a Holy God?

She was really good to him, as if every time she fell, she would run into him and be rescued by him.

This sort of fate was like a gift from heaven.

It turned out that warmth could really disperse so much coldness and injury. It turned out that … What she wanted had always been so simple.

Outside the ward …

As soon as Lu Yu Bei left, he instructed Han Leng something. "There's a person called Mu Han, go and investigate what kind of past she and Xiao Qiao have."