Yao Yun continued to kiss, imagining Meng Bo kissing her.
Gradually, Yao Yun felt that something was amiss.
It was summer, but she felt as cold as late autumn. She shivered a few times.
Just as she was about to speak, she felt a chill run down her spine. It was so cold that she couldn't help but cry out, "It's so cold! I'm so cold!"
There was also a sharp pain in her heart.
It was as if someone was holding a hammer and hitting her chest again and again.
Under this intense pain, Yao Yun directly crawled into Meng Bo's blanket.
The bed was very small, and the blanket was only enough for one person.
She pushed Meng Bo to the side and covered herself with a thick blanket. She shouted, "It's so cold! I can't take it anymore."
Ye Chang asked, "What's wrong with her? She pushed Meng Bo to the side and lay on the bed herself. This is too strange."
Who would visit a patient and act like this?
