before he clenched his fist and withdrew it.The village head, noticing the awkward atmosphere between them, couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Lu, Xiao Yao, did you have a fight""No, Grandpa Fu, I'll wait f...Lu Hannan came out of the shower, and she was chatting happily with someone on the phone.

Lu Hanchuan looked at her bright smile, his face displeased.

"Who are you talking to" he asked coldly.

She had never smiled so brightly when talking to him before.

Fu Xiaoyao heard the man's voice and turned her head to look at him. She made a mouth shape to indicate that she would answer.

Seeing her lip movements, he realized she was saying “Grandpa”. Lu Hanchuan’s expression froze for a moment, and the inexplicable nameless fire in his heart instantly vanished without a trace.

"Why are you calling grandpa this late"

Fu Xiaoyao covered her phone and whispered back, “I told grandpa about the ancestor worship. Grandpa was very happy after knowing you reminded me.”

"What are you saying this to grandpa for" Lu Hanchuan frowned.

"I thought about it, " Fu Xiaoyao explained, "If they really came to me proactively, if I sent people to drive them away, it would definitely be a bad sight. So I thought about letting Grandpa know in advance and saying hello, so that Grandpa could mentally prepare himself."

Hearing her words, Lu Hanchuan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, "You thought this through pretty well."

"Is that a compliment" Fu Xiaoyao tilted her head.

Lu Hanchuan pressed his big hand on top of her head, rubbing it hard, "No, there's nothing about you that's worth praising!"

"Humph!" Fu Xiaoyao reluctantly took his hand away, "My hair is all messed up."

"Give me your phone." Lu Hanchuan didn't care if her hair was messed up. He reached out to her directly.

Fu Xiaoyao glanced at him and placed her phone in his palm.

When she reached out, her fingertips accidentally touched his hand, and he immediately pulled his hand back.

Fu Xiaoyao's heart turned cold, thinking he was disapproving of her. After a sheepish smile of apology, she was about to retract her hand.

But just as I got a little, he grabbed my hand.

"How come your hands are so cold" he asked in a low voice.

It's not even winter yet, her hands are way too cold.

He flinched just now.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at the man, blankly replying, "It's been like this recently."

"Recently" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

Fu Xiaoyao nodded slightly, "Hanchuan, you call Grandpa first."

Lu Hanchuan stared at her for a few seconds, but ultimately took his phone and walked onto the balcony.

Fu Xiaoyao sighed, lowering her head to look at her pale hands, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Actually, she's not just cold-handed now, her feet are also icy. Every night when she sleeps, it's only in the middle of the night that she starts to warm up.

Before, she had never had such problems. Since she donated bone marrow to Qi Ya, she found that her body started to have some small issues.

Her hands and feet were cold, but that was just one symptom. She also had spells of dizziness and seeing things, but she never told him about it.

Fu Xiaoyao glanced at the balcony and, taking her pajamas, went to the bathroom.

When she was done showering, Lu Hanchuan had already finished his call and was sitting at the head of the bed, watching her.

"Have you been sick lately" he asked, clearly still concerned about her cold hands.

Fu Xiaoyao paused, wiping her hair with her hand, her eyes flickering quickly. "No."

"Speak the truth!" Lu Hanchuan's thin lips parted slightly, his voice light but his tone heavy with pressure.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids, "Really no, just my period is coming. Every time before my period comes, my hands will be very cold."

"Really" Lu Hanchuan scrutinized her.

Fu Xiao Yao emphasized with a nod, "Of course it's true. Look at me, I've been eating well, drinking well, and running around. Where does it look like I'm sick"

Lu Hanchuan thought about it, and it made sense. He stopped doubting her words, but still reminded her, "If you're really sick, tell me right away."

"I know." Fu Xiaoyao smiled in response.

Lu Hanchuan pointed at the bedside, "Your phone."

"I saw it." She dropped the towel and picked up the hairdryer, walking to the corner to blow her hair.

Lu Hanchuan stopped paying attention to her and picked up a book from his bedside table to read.

Fu Xiaoyao was afraid the sound of the fan would disturb him, so she turned it off and went to the cloakroom to get some air.

As soon as she took a step, she heard the man behind her say, "You don't have to leave. You can't bother me."

"How did you know I was..."

"Your thoughts are already written all over your face." Lu Hanchuan looked at her.

"I'm a little embarrassed to smile," Fu Xiaoyao said, "Really won't disturb you"

"No, it's not that important of a book. You go ahead and brag about it." Lu Hanchuan looked away.

Since he had said so, Fu Xiaoyao felt that if she left now, it would seem too deliberate. She might as well follow his lead and return to her original spot to continue blow-drying her hair.

Even so, she still tried her best to minimize movement.

Finally finished blow-drying her hair, Fu Xiaoyao let out a soft sigh and put the hairdryer away before returning to bed.

"Ready" Lu Hanchuan closed his book.

Fu Xiaoyao hugged the quilt, "Okay."

"Then I'll turn off the lights." Lu Hanchuan put the book back on the bedside table.

Fu Xiaoyao rolled her eyes and looked at him, "Close it."

Lu Hanchuan hummed in response and leaned over to turn off the light.

At that moment, his cell phone buzzed.

Lu Hanchuan frowned displeasuredly and took the phone over.

But when he saw the caller ID, his eyes darkened instantly.

Fu Xiaoyao, seeing him like this, couldn't help but feel a little curious. She secretly raised her head and glanced at his phone.

Seeing the name above was Xiaoya, she couldn't help but bite her lip.

It's so late for a call, wouldn't it be Lu Hanchuan again

Thinking about it, Fu Xiaoyao's heart felt a little sour, but she put on an indifferent expression on her face, "It was Miss Qi who called."

"Mm." Lu Hanchuan responded with a hum, then hung up the phone.

Fu Xiaoyao, seeing this, opened her mouth in surprise, "Hanchuan, don't you take it"

He actually hung up on Qi Ya's call!

"No need." Lu Hanchuan turned off his phone and put it back.

Fu Xiaoyao calmed down, "Why"

"I've already told Xiaoya that we should see each other less in the future, and naturally, we should also contact each other less." Lu Hanchuan lay down.

"But wouldn't Miss Qi be heartbroken if this happened"

Lu Hanchuan remained silent.

The room was too dark; she couldn't see his expression at the moment. She hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Hankan, why don't you call Miss Qi back What if she has something important to tell you"

"Fu Xiaoyao, will you just shut up You're so noisy!" Lu Hanchuan said impatiently.

Fu Xiaoyao's eyes dimmed, she didn't speak, and turned away from him.

Suddenly, the blanket moved a few times, and an arm stretched out, reaching directly to wrap around her waist.

She immediately tensed up, “Kanzawa…”

Before she could finish her words, the grip on her arm tightened suddenly, pulling her back forcefully.

She gasped, her back hitting a solid chest. Through the thin fabric of their pajamas, she could feel the heat radiating from the body behind her.

Fu Xiaoyao's little face flushed slightly, and her body moved uncomfortably.

As soon as she moved, Lu Hanchuan's other arm reached out from beneath her neck, locking her tightly in his embrace.

"Don't move!" the man warned in a gravelly voice.

Fu Xiaoyao realized that there was a hard object pressing against her groin, and when she figured out what it was, she immediately stopped moving.

"Hanchuan, I can't tonight..." she said in a weak, mosquito-like voice, her tone sounding rather pitiful.

She's still not well, so in the short term, we can't do that with him again.

Otherwise there is a risk of tearing.

Lu Hanchuan picked up on the meaning behind Fu Xiaoyao's words. His sharp eyes flew open, and a hint of playfulness flashed across them, "Fu Xiaoyao, did you misunderstand something"ere really born, with their character, who knows, they might raise another world-destroying demon. So Madam, don't blame yourself for everything.""But I can't let it go," Fu Xiaoyao painfully rubbed h...