"Brother, don't you blame Xiaolei?" Sulei asked timidly under the quilt.

Hanzi said softly, "Of course, no wonder, dear, show it to my brother."

After a while, Sulei slowly sticks her head out of the quilt. Maybe it's because she's stuck under the quilt for too long. Her face is a little red. After these hours of rest, she should get the help of blood crystal energy. Ben's sallow skin is already white and tender. In addition, it's a little ruddy and sunny.

But her hair was a little messy, dull, yellow hair looked like a bird's nest at this time, a pair of big eyes looking at the cold...