"Read ink, do I disturb you?" Ao Xue stood at the door and saw him looking at himself in silence, with some apologetic laughter. "I dared not come, but my aunt said that the maternal would come out to relax, so that I could come to you."

Her voice became smaller and smaller. Suddenly her eyebrows wrinkled heavily. She staggered a few steps backwards. She was unable to hold the door and gasped slightly.

Ye Nianmo frowned, got up and went to her side, Ao Xue suddenly hid in his arms, soft boneless arms gently clinging to his waist, body slightly trembling.

"I'm sorry, I'm so dizzy. Snow-proud and pitiful...