So... cold!
Even though these are my wife's little feet, keeping her feet warm is my natural duty. Despite that, Ye Huang's body couldn't help but shiver reflexively.
"Hehe..."
Bai Xiao chuckled awkwardly and consciously withdrew her feet, "Hubby, I was just helping you cool off."
Ye Huang stretched out his hand to pull her feet back, placing them on his thigh: "Afraid of heat in summer, afraid of cold in winter, Bai Xiao, you sure are delicate."
Once her feet were finally warm, Bai Xiao closed her eyes comfortably: "Yeah, born into luxury, I'm naturally delicate and valuable. Nothing I can do about it."
The corner of Ye Huang's lips twitched, and he hugged her even tighter, warming her up as much as he could.
Marrying such a delicate wife, all he could do was dote on her!
...
Poor Hua Ziyan was getting further and further off track on his scent-searching journey, looking utterly harried.
