"What then?" Anel timidly followed him, not daring to go too far from him. --

The owner is not there, and they can't borrow their phones if they want to.

I thought I was saved, but who knew that it was empty and happy.

"Come here." Nightlord glanced at her, took her little hand, and pulled her around the back of the room.

Just as a cold night breeze blew, Anil shrunk her neck.

I was just in the woods, so the wind wasn't very strong, and now when I come out into the open area, I feel very cold.

Because of this, it shows that his hands are so warm and warm.

Aniel unconsciously shook his hand back.

The hands of the two became ten fingers clasped.

Ye Sijue sensed something, looked down, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

The two walked to the back of the house.

"There's a light here!" Anil happened to be walking against the wall, so she saw the oil lamp hanging on the wall.

"But there are no lighters...... she said depressedly.

Ye Sijue reached out and took the oil lamp and carried it to the back steps.

Aniel was about to sit down when Nightlord said, "Wait. ”

She looked at him puzzled.

Then he saw that Ye Sijue had pulled a piece of cloth from somewhere, and put it underneath, and said, "Sit down." ”

Anil's heart warmed slightly, and then she sat down.

"But if we light the lamp, will the people who are following us find it here?" She remembered this, lowered her voice again, and asked worriedly.

Lord Ye Sijue looked around, "They shouldn't have thought that we would pass through that wood, and we won't find this place for a while, and besides, there are people living here, and when they see the lights, they will only think that they are the owner of this place, ahem!" ”

"Why are you coughing?" Anielle asked with concern, fearing that his illness would worsen.

In the darkness, Ye Sijue turned his head sideways, avoiding her gaze, adjusting his state before looking back at her and saying, "I'm fine." ”

Anil didn't believe him, "You must have something to do with you—Ahhhhhh ”

Who knows, it was accompanied by a sneeze.

"Got a cold?" Ye Sijue stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, and suddenly frowned, "Why are you so cold?" ”

"It's that you're too hot, are you feverish again?" Aniel pulled his hand down and reached out to check his temperature.

But Nightlord didn't let her touch him, and moved back.

"I don't have a fever, it's you who are too cold, blowing so much cold wind, how can it not be cold." Nightlord stretched out his arms around her, rubbing his palms against her arms to generate heat.

Although Anil knew that something was wrong, she couldn't help but snuggle into his arms, because it was really getting colder.

She whimpered, "Are we going to freeze to death?" ”

"Freezing to death is in the snow, we won't." Nightlord comforted her softly.

He glanced back at the back door of the room, his eyes changing slightly.

"You wait here."

"Where are you going? Don't go! Aniel subconsciously tugged at his sleeve, not wanting him to go.

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere, you let go first." Nightlord soothed her, his warm and generous palm caressing her cheek, and a gentle kiss fell on her forehead.

Aniel hesitated, but still didn't let go, but squeezed it tighter, shook her head and said, "Don't." ”

She didn't know what he wanted to do, but she didn't want to be separated from him.

Ye Sijue thought about it, so he had to change another way, and stood up with his arms around her, "Then you can see me if you stand here." ”