Gu Yechen grinned as he reached over to the nightstand, pulling out the cabinet and grabbing something from inside, "Don't worry about that. I am always prepared."
He Xinyan looked down and saw the small protection package. She closed her eyes and opened them again, looking up at him pitifully.
"Yechen, it's cold." She said softly, tugging at his shirt sleeve.
However, she did not know that this small action would only cause him to get more excited as he immediately pressed down again, beginning to take off his clothes.
"Gu Ye -" Her lips were immediately blocked, and in the next few seconds, she felt a gush of cold wind enter her bare skin.
He Xinyan should know by now. . . There was no way she could beat Gu Yechen in this type of situation.
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The next morning, He Xinyan stayed buried under the warm blankets although she was awake already. There was a sour body throughout her body, and it didn't help that it was so cold outside.
