If that's the case, it's not her who has a problem, then it's him.
But, is it possible? Yi Ruo thought hard in her heart. He could get Xiang Qinglan pregnant, so how could there be any physical problems?
And she discovered that he just didn't want to touch her, not at all. Even though she was seducing him vaguely sometimes, in the end, he always retreated, leaving her alone to face it stupidly.
Living in an empty room, she couldn't find any sense of security.
He couldn't give it to her, and he couldn't give it to her.
"Qing, if I were not your Lan, would you still love me?" Yiruo asked tentatively, and when Arthur heard her, his whole body seemed to have tensed up.
He hugged Yiruo tightly again, holding onto this extremely soft body, but the coldness still kept him from finding himself.
If she wasn't his Lan, if she wasn't, he didn't think about it. Really not.
Just when Yi Ruo seemed to be impatient with waiting, Arthur's voice came.
"If you are not, then I will definitely kill you," the toneless voice was extremely cold, even colder than the wind and snow outside at the moment. His voice was not only cold, but also had a trace of bloodthirsty.
Cold.
If she wasn't, if she really wasn't, then he would kill her.
No one can lie to him, not anyone except her Lan.
Yiruo's face froze for a moment, and she hugged Arthur's waist tightly. It seemed that only in this way, the coldness on her body was reduced.
And she really had no way out. If she retreated, not only would she lose everything, she would even lose her life. She knew that this man meant what he said and couldn't be joking.
"Qing, I'm tired." She whispered against his chest, but Arthur just half-squinted his eyes and reached out to turn off a heating lamp on the wall.
"Go to sleep, Lan," Arthur gently stroked her hair, but his eyes were always open, looking too sharp in the night.
The snow keeps falling outside and doesn't seem to stop.
In the servant's room, Xiaoxi looked out the window. She rubbed her hands. Alas, it was snowing. It was snowing. But it was the most difficult time for them. You must know that cleaning such an old castle requires a lot of effort.
Especially when it snows, they have to plow a path hard. If it continues to snow, they will continue to plow.
In fact, the snow scenery here is very beautiful, but for them, it just feels hard and they don't have the time to see anything beautiful?
It's better if you don't freeze to death, so in the world of servants, winter is very painful.
She lowered her head, looking listless. She turned around in front of the window and leaned her back against the wall. She squeezed her face and looked at the other two people at this time. Xiang Qinglan held a cup in both hands.
She didn't know what she was thinking. She seemed to have no special emotion other than being absent-minded. Her face still had the mark left by Madam, but the swelling had subsided, and she
I feel relieved too.
As for Wang Xiaolan, she was lying on her side on the bed, facing the wall, so that she had no idea what she was doing now?
Xiao Xi sighed softly, there were a lot of weird people living here, except for her.
One was in a daze, both were in a daze, one was mute, but the other was speaking less and less.
She climbed back into her bed, and the cold quilt covered her body. She couldn't help shivering, it was cold. Why was it so cold? She shrank her body. She almost covered her head in the quilt.
.
She shrunk her shoulders. She was already fat, and now she had no neck.
"Xiaoqing, are you cold?" she asked tremblingly, her eyes still looking over Xiang Qinglan's body from time to time. Among them, she just came from China, so she should be the most afraid of the cold.
, because winter in the UK is much colder than in China.
Xiang Qinglan heard her voice, and after a long while, she nodded. She put the cup aside. There was no warmth on the cup anymore. She held her hands together and felt the palms of her hands.
The temperature inside can also be a little warmer. How can it not be cold? The winter here is very cold.
"I really envy the master's place," Xiao Xi wrapped herself in a quilt with a longing expression, "You know, the master's place is a different world from us. There is central air conditioning there, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. No matter what the outside is,
What kind of temperature is it? It's always the same temperature inside. I'm really envious. They must be sleeping very comfortably now, with warm quilts and soft beds, just like us. Our current quilts are like bricks.
," She hit the quilt on her body, but luckily it was still soft, otherwise it could have been used to hit people.
Xiang Qinglan just smiled weakly, but there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
Winter can be very cold, but as long as he is by his side, even a room like this can be very warm, because they are keeping each other warm.
However, she is the only one here now.
Okay, turn off the light and go to sleep. Xiaoxi stretched out his hand, turned off the light on one side, and then quickly retracted his hand into the quilt. Even so, it couldn't be warm. It was like this every winter. As long as it passed
It only takes a few days, their happy days are coming.
However, it was really cold. She kept turning left and right. Anyway, it was uncomfortable to turn here and there. It seemed that her whole body was aching from the cold.
Ah, she really wanted to scream, why are they so cold? They are so pitiful.
She looked through the darkness. Although she couldn't see it, she could still hear it. She was the only one turning over and over, but the other two people made no sound at all. They were too strong.
, Xiao Xi’s face squeezed again, she was so strong, so strong, I didn’t even know it was cold.
Xiang Qinglanzhao huddled under the quilt, but her eyes were always open. Although there was darkness in front of her and she couldn't see anything, it seemed that she was just remembering something through the darkness?
It wasn't that she wasn't cold, it was that she was numb from the cold.
Qing, no matter what, there is always one of us who is warm. If we have to choose, I will choose you.
She smiled softly, but her smile was sad and beautiful. It's a very cold day, do you feel it?