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As if An Xiaowan's reaction pleased him, the obscurity in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

Huo Shen raised his hand and gently hooked her chin.

"So, An Xiaowan, don't be cranky." Huo Shen opened his lips gently, a touch of gentleness in his tone of voice, "I want to marry you, just because: I want to."

An Xiaowan stunned slightly, but her eyelids drooped.

She hesitated and nodded.

I really want to ask him, isn't it because of love?

Because I love her, I want to marry her, and I want to be with her forever.

But An Xiaowan realized that perhaps Huo Shen hadn't yet understood the meaning of love, or what marriage represented. He just wanted to give her a feeling of stability when her mind was extremely unstable.

Marriage is the source of stability for many women.

An Xiaowan pursed her lips and smiled lightly. "Sleep, I won't ask questions."

Huo Shending looked at her for several seconds, wanting to confirm whether she got the answer she wanted.

After a while, he gave up.

Just spoke softly: "I will sleep next to you today, without touching you, how?"

The bed is large and it is the largest custom-made bed, and one person can roll on it several times.

If you want to avoid touching each other, you can do it.

An Xiaowan froze, looked at the sofa in the room that was not big, and then looked at Huo Shen, who was taller and longer than the average man. I thought that the sofa that slept for so long really aggrieved him.

She bit her lip, "Then, we separate the two quilts."

"Okay." Huo Shen's dark eyes flashed a bright brilliance.

Then he got up, and very neatly took the thin bed on the sofa and put it on the bed.

An Xiaowan retracted his quilt and separated a Chuhe Han world in the middle of the bed.

In the air, there was his breath, pervading.

Although she was a little panicked at first, she soon became very stable.

The nerves, which had no sleepiness, gradually relaxed and fell asleep.

It was only after a short sleep that An Xiaowan woke up again in the middle of the night.

Recently, she feels a little flustered every day, and there is always an inexplicable desire in her mind. Moreover, it is getting worse.

That night, the smell of the fragrance seemed to get stronger and stronger with the passage of time, always popping out, forcing her to relish.

She trembled and felt a bit chilly.

Huo Shen has always been asleep, especially since An Xiaowan happened that. So she just shivered and moved, and he also woke up.

"Little evening?"

An Xiaowan's lips shook, "It's so cold..."

Huo Shen raised his hand and looked at the air conditioner in the room, raised the temperature by two degrees, then reached up to touch her forehead.

There is no heat, and the temperature in the house is also suitable.

Looking at her slightly trembling fingertips, a bad idea came to Huo Shen's heart again.

In recent days, he has long discovered that An Xiaowan seems to miss the fan's fragrance that night. Even, it is a slight addiction, but she has not yet noticed it.

He thought that maybe drinking some soup slowly would eliminate her addiction.

Unexpectedly, it seems to be getting worse.

"I'll get you a hot towel." Huo Shen got up.

"Huo Shen..."

But behind him, suddenly came the woman's weak, hoarse voice.

She reached out and grabbed him with some force.

"I..." Her throat was dry, and it took a while before she said uncontrollably: "That, that fan, do you have it?"