Han yichu's face was tense. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed and held Shu qingwu's hand in his.
Feeling her slender hand in his palm and feeling the warmth of her skin, he slowly heaved a sigh of relief and retracted the cold air around him.
His gaze was deep and complicated as it glowed. He brought Shu qingwu's hand to his lips and kissed it gently before sighing softly.
"What do you want me to do with you?"
Knowing that she had come here for him, he woke up in surprise.
However, after hearing what his third brother had said, he finally realized what she had done for him.
It turned out that she had so many surprises for him, but for some reason, his heart did hurt. His heart ached for her, but he did not know what to do with her.
His wife!
He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if she was in danger.
