Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

With a crisp "snap" sound, five dark red finger marks were left on the girl's thin arm. The skin at the red marks bulged slightly, which looked particularly shocking.

The thin arms seemed like they would break if bent slightly, and the girl subconsciously hugged her thin arms tightly.

The little girl was in great pain, but she dared not cry out. She bit her lips tightly with her tiny teeth, afraid of making any sound, because she knew that if she cried out, her mother would beat and scold her even more angrily.

The girl could only choke back her sobs and cry out in a broken voice: "Mom, please don't hit me. I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I will never feed my brother anything carelessly again. Mom, I'm sorry."

The girl's mother didn't stop after hearing her daughter admit her mistake. Without a trace of pity in her eyes, she slapped her a few more times, cursing, "I'll beat you to death if you don't feed your brother food again!"

Because the mother was an adult and very strong, the little girl's thin body fell to the ground with a slight push, making a dull "bang" sound.

The girl fell and was in great pain, but she didn't dare to cry out. She endured the pain in her knees and struggled to get up from the ground and stand up.

"Xia Zhi, why did you hit Nan Nan? She is just a child. Can't you talk to her nicely? Why do you have to use beatings and scolding?" The grandmother came out from the inner room and saw her daughter beating and scolding her granddaughter. She immediately hugged her granddaughter in her arms with heartache and carefully checked whether there were any wounds on her body.

Wang Xiazhi snorted and took her son into the house.

Seeing her mother leave, the girl dared to lie in her grandmother's arms and cry loudly. Her grandmother kept comforting the crying girl softly: "Nannan, don't cry, you will turn into a little kitten if you cry." Her rough fingertips kept wiping the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes.

"Grandma... Grandma, it hurts..." Su Ruonan murmured repeatedly in her dream. Her face was as white as snow, with a hint of paleness and fragility, as if it would break at the slightest touch. Tears from the corners of her eyes slowly flowed down her cheeks until they soaked into the pillowcase and disappeared.

Song Shiye was in the living room when he heard Su Ruonan talking in her sleep with tears coming from the bedroom. His heart tightened involuntarily and he walked towards the bedroom in a panic.

Song Shiye hurriedly opened the bedroom door, only to see Su Ruonan curled up in the corner of the bed, with a small bulge in the quilt, and still mumbling intermittently.

Song Shiye's heart tightened instantly. He hurried to the bedside, reached out his hand and gently shook her shoulders, and whispered anxiously, "Wife, wake up!"

However, Su Ruonan did not wake up immediately. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her face was pale, her body was trembling slightly, a few broken tears hung on her curled eyelashes, and there were tear marks at the corners of her eyes extending all the way to the hairline at her temples.

Song Shiye shouted again: "Wife, wake up, don't be afraid, I'm here."

In Su Ruonan's dream, there seemed to be a warm voice calling her softly in her ears, which made her feel a little comforted, but she still couldn't completely get rid of the troubles of the dream, and her body was still shaking slightly uncontrollably.

Song Shiye was at a loss for a moment, so he took off his shoes, lay down beside Su Ruonan, and hugged his wife, who was still trembling slightly, tightly in his arms.

His broad and warm palms kept gently caressing Su Ruonan's slender back, and he kept repeating a gentle whisper: "Don't be afraid, it's okay..."

Men's body temperature is usually higher than women's. There is only a thin layer of clothing between the two of them. Su Ruonan can clearly feel a warm embrace holding her tightly, just like her grandmother's embrace, safe and warm.

Perhaps Song Shiye's method worked, and Su Ruonan, who was originally trembling slightly, gradually calmed down.

Su Ruonan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her wet round eyes met the dark and bottomless pupils. Was she dreaming?

But the other person's obviously high body temperature was continuously transmitted to his skin, and it turned out that he was not dreaming.

When Su Ruonan realized that she was being held by Song Shiye and they were lying intimately on the bed, her body suddenly tensed up and her eyes became vague.

"You..." The originally clear voice now sounded unusually dry.

Song Shiye immediately sat up, leaning his upper body over Su Ruonan. He used his slender arms to pick up the water cup on the bedside table and carefully helped Su Ruonan sit up: "Drink some water to moisten your throat."

The strong and powerful arms held the person tightly in his arms. Su Ruonan tilted her head slightly and rested her head lightly on Song Shiye's broad shoulders.

She took Song Shiye's hand and lowered her head to drink water in small sips. The clear and sweet mineral water flowed slowly down her throat, soaking her dry throat. Su Ruonan immediately felt her throat much more comfortable.

Su Ruonan finished drinking the water and said softly, "Thank you."

Her watery eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembled, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and her moist pink lips were slightly open, revealing a somewhat seductive color.

Song Shiye's eyes darkened as he stared at Su Ruonan, his pupils seemed to be on fire, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

Song Shiye smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that now was not the time to have such thoughts, but Su Ruonan's every move could easily arouse his desire.

Under Su Ruonan's gaze, Song Shiye picked up the cup that Su Ruonan had just drunk from, tilted his head back and drank all the remaining water in the cup.

The rim of the cup where Song Shiye drank water was exactly where Su Ruonan had just drunk.

Su Ruonan really wanted to remind Song Shiye that that was the place where she had drunk, but she was afraid that it would be embarrassing if she brought it up, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.

As he swallowed, his protruding Adam's apple moved up and down, making a swallowing sound. Su Ruonan's cheeks turned red, and the temperature on her face rose noticeably. She turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

Su Ruonan thought to herself: This... Is this an indirect kiss?

"What's wrong? Why is your face so red?" Looking at his wife's unnatural expression and slightly red cheeks, Song Shiye asked casually, with a faint teasing smile flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that his wife's mood had calmed down a little, Song Shiye's originally vague worries gradually subsided.

Hearing this, Su Ruonan subconsciously touched her face and felt it was scorching hot. She tried to fan herself to cool down, but it had little effect. She lowered her head, not daring to look Song Shiye in the eye, and could only mumble, "No... I'm fine, maybe I'm a little hot just waking up."

Is that so? Song Shiye raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.