Nangong Yaoling lowered his head and looked at her bare feet, furrowing his brow: "Why are you barefoot again? The floor is very cold." He couldn't help but sigh.
"I...I'm fine...ah..." Xiaonuan let out a small cry, as she was suddenly lifted off the ground.
Nangong Yaoling directly picked her up and strode towards the upstairs.
Xiaonuan hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at his handsome face so close, inhaling his scent, her heart finally felt a slight sense of stability.
Nangong Yaoling carried her directly onto the bed in the bedroom, tucking her in with the covers.
"You always don't know how to take care of yourself, which always worries people." Nangong Yaoling complained.
Xiaonuan felt a warmth in her heart, yet couldn't help but blurt out: "Because you're by my side, I feel like I can't even take care of..." Halfway through her words, her expression changed.
Nangong Yaoling raised his eyes, looking at her curiously: "What's wrong?"
