Chapter 16: Giants are a bit cold 16

The coat has been taken off by him and thrown aside, and the skin on the back of the hand that is in contact with Zhang Wei has been reddened.
Sure enough... is there still no way to endure the touch of others?
Xiao Yu was left with cold water in his hands, but he remembered the feeling of holding A Zhao’s palm.
Warm, soft, no bit of disgust.
He looked up and looked at the people in the mirror.
The pale and thin teenager has a beautiful face.
Xiao Yu knows that many women like this kind of teenager.
Seeing Xu Zhao’s appearance is also not very resistant to himself.
He hooked his lips and smiled softly.
"That would be better for me, Teacher Xu." He whispered softly.
It is your own temptation to provoke me.
There was a knock on the door outside.
Azhao stood outside the bathroom and worried about Xiao Yu’s name—he had been in it for a long time.
The door opened.
A wolf-stricken Xiao Yu appeared in front of A Zhao.
"What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Yu was a little embarrassed: "I just accidentally fell and the coat was dirty."
Azhao immediately worried: "Where did you hurt?"
Xiao Yu shook his head: "There was no big problem with the back of the hand."
A Zhao looked at the left hand he was hiding behind: "Show your hand out and look at me."
Xiao Yu subconsciously shrank a little, did not do it.
A Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Yu."
She found that as long as she coldened her face and called the name of the man, the other party would be very obedient.
As everyone knows, this is only because Xiao Yu likes to hear his name and is shouted out with care and concern.
He stretched out his hand slowly, and Azhao saw that his left hand was flushed and even broken.
Azhao couldn't help it: "It's all right to say nothing."
She did not care about any clothes, took Xiao Yu to the room, and asked the butler to take the medicine and wipe it on.
Because they have to take the medicine, the two are very close.
Xiao Yu sat quietly on the bed, looking at the woman who was kneeling in front of herself and carefully giving her medicine.
From this angle, he can see the black hair of Azhao, and then down, it is a long eyelash.
Her eyes are beautiful and clear as a water. At the moment, the water is surrounded by softness.
There is a light scent that lingers around his nose, not like the smell of perfume.
Xiao Yu took a deep breath and closed her eyes slightly.
"Okay." Azhao exhaled and was about to get up.
A pull of the force from the arm, she is half-hearted and originally unstable, so that the subconscious is planted a bit forward.
A slightly cool embrace clasped her tightly.
"Teacher." Xiao Yu shouted lowly.
Azhao holding a medicine bottle and a cotton swab in his hand: "???"
She was going to break up in the subconscious. At this time, Xiao Yu spoke again: "The teacher is very kind to me."
"After my mother left, no one is so good to me."
Ok.
Azhao body paused and gave up the plan to break this embrace.
The man must have thought of something sad.
Azhao thought about it, put the cotton swab aside and reached out to take a picture on Xiao Yu’s back:
"All the misfortunes and sadness of the past can't be changed. Look ahead, Xiao Yu."
"Your future is still very long and you will meet many good people."
Xiao Yu’s arm tightened:
No, there will be no better people than the teacher.