Chapter 843: How can I say love without hate (7)

Li Zi knew his temper, looked back at Shui Anluo, and finally turned to leave.
Chu Cunyi took off his coat with cold air outside, went to the bathroom and soaked his hands with hot water before coming out.
After Shui Anluo held his hands on the quilt, he looked up at the man who smiled and said, "You said that I was ill this time, and proposed to me."
Yeah, why has she flinched before she hates it?
Even to the point of hate, she still has a chance to recover.
Even if she cannot be recovered to the extreme, she is still in love to the extreme, isn't she?
At that time, she couldn't make herself regret.
Chu Jiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the bright eyes of Shui Anluo. How did she feel like she was out of the circle, and the little sadness and little fear on the girl were gone when she returned.
Chu Cuiyi took a look at the liquid in her bottle and sat down beside the bed. Shui Anluo smiled and approached his arms.
"It's cold," Chu Muyi said, reaching out to push someone away.
"I'll give you warmth, I can be hot now." Shui Anluo said, his little hand held his big hand tightly, but his hand was soaked in hot water, so it was not cold at this time, with a cold air It is his body.
Shui Anluo held his big hand, as if he didn't feel any sense of accomplishment, and his little hand went deep into the hem of his clothes.
"hiss--"
Chu Jiyi took a breath, but it was definitely not because her hands were cold, but because her hands were too hot.
"Don't make a noise." Chu Muyi said in a deep voice, reached out and held her wrist, placed her sideways on the bed, pulled her over the quilt to cover the person, and then pressed her gently across the quilt, whispering at her He opened his ears, "Holding up the heat, and waiting for you, Master Ben, I will give you fire."
Fire?
The ambiguous he said--
Shui Anluo's mouth was slightly drawn: Brother, I'm not that hot!
However, Chu Cuiyi caused the whole body of fire because of an unintentional action by Shui Anluo, so the cold air was quickly dissipated.
"What about the marriage proposal?" Shui Anluo asked impatiently.
"Waiting for your illness." Chu Cui lay on her side, but did not press her infusion set. She placed one hand under her neck and guarded her like a little baby.
"Then I'll be fine now, please propose." Shui Anluo said with a smile.
"So hate to marry? Shame not to be shy?" Chu Cuiyi said, bowing his head and dropping a kiss on her cracked lips.
Shui Anluo was wronged. "I've been dead back and forth several times. If you don't propose again, what if there is really no chance in the future, what should I do?"
Shui Anluo's words just dropped, and her lips were blocked again, but this time it was no longer a dragonfly's kiss, but a bite with a bit of punishment, but it would not hurt her already scarred lips again.
As soon as the kiss was over, Chu Cuiyi's forehead was against her. "First talk to Master Ben. For the past few hours when Master Ben went out, what did my daughter-in-law experience? How do you feel like a person?"
"If you propose first, I'll tell you." Shui Anluo insisted.
Chu Cuyi's brows had a smile between her eyebrows and eyes, but she deliberately teased her: "That's fine, don't ask."
Ga?
Shui Anluo froze for a moment, this person had no bit of sincerity, and she ignored him.
Shui Anluo snorted, pretending to be angry and turned away from him, but her hand still held the arm of her pillow without any relaxation.