C108 (1/2)

She looked up at him in horror, and when his whole face was filled with anger, she stood up from the corner in a daze. *

”Young Master... I... ”I …” Why did he tell her to scram over there? Could he be thinking?

Thinking of this, panic filled her warm little face. At the same time, she retreated a few steps in fright.

Yi Hao looked at the woman in front of him, who was wearing a large shirt that revealed her long, fair legs. A dense cloud of fire.

”Cold and warm. I've only said my words once. It's best not to let me say it a second time, or else … you know the consequences!” Ihao looked at the woman who was so afraid of him, then back at her. With his small body, his gaze deepened.

When she saw the dangerous look in his eyes, she couldn't help but take a deep breath. Perhaps it was because the house was too cold, or perhaps it was because Ihao's eyes were so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.

She felt a stronger cold wind blow from her back into her neck, spreading through her skin and all over her body.

”Cold and warm …” Seeing that the woman had no intention of going over, the roar in Ihao's chest became even louder!

Seeing that Yi Hao was so angry that he was about to jump up from the carpet, Warmth immediately tensed up and walked to his side. She stared at him with her watery eyes that flickered with fear, and asked pitifully, ”Master, I'm coming over, what orders do you have?”

Seeing that the woman was still somewhat sensible, he bit down on her and wanted to scold her until she became a proper maid, but looking at her trembling legs, he pulled her into his arms before she could recover from her fear. Then she wrapped the blanket around her small body.

Without any warning or mental preparation, Warmth only felt the sky spin and the earth spin. She didn't have time to scream before she fell into a warm embrace.

She blinked her large, frightened eyes and looked at the emotionless face of Yi Hao. Her little face immediately turned red. Smelling her familiar yet strange and somewhat resistant breath, the warmth immediately tightened every nerve.

Seeing Yi Hao hug her, with his eyes closed and ready to sleep, she rested her head on his shoulder and pressed her entire body against his, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She really didn't like being too close to him, and she didn't like being too warm to him at all. His actions, whether intimate or intimate, disliked being the most intimate between a man and a woman. It was a secret.

Every time he thought of the torture of living a life worse than death, Warmth would be so frightened that all the cells in his body would become restless.

Carefully, he stretched out his hand and warmed it. She tried to break free of his embrace, but just as she moved, his unhappy and dissatisfied voice rang out: ”Cold and warm, don't play with fire. Burning, you don't even know what's good for you! ”

Hearing Ihao's warning, Warmth's entire body immediately turned stiff like a puppet. She didn't even dare to blink as she looked at Ihao, afraid that if she moved, she would anger him and become the food in his mouth.

After maintaining this posture for a few minutes, Warmth finally couldn't bear it any longer. She probingly asked, ”Young Master, can you let me go a little? My legs are numb from sitting like this! ”

She blinked at him, hurt, and wished he would let her go and let her move.