Nan Xi held his waist tightly, resting her head on his back.
Feeling the warmth, Lu Jianshen's body became even stiffer.
After moving his fingers slightly, he finally spoke, "Okay."
A soft syllable.
Although it was so simple, Nan Xi was already very happy, very satisfied.
Back home, Lu Jianshen prepared a tub of hot water for Nan Xi, telling her to have a good soak.
The rain had been too heavy that day; they had been drenched for several hours. If they didn't get rid of the chill on their bodies, they would likely catch a cold again.
After the bath, Nan Xi indeed felt much warmer.
There was also a hint of color on her face, not as pale as before.
While Lu Jianshen was bathing, she quickly took the fetal protection medicine with warm water.
Then she went to bed to sleep.
Tired.
She was just too tired.
After bathing, Lu Jianshen got into bed and was about to call her when he found that she was already lying on the bed, asleep.
"Little liar!"
