Mu Sishen stood up and helped her up. Just as the saying goes that illness comes like a mountain, Yan Xuewei felt light-headed and light-headed, and her whole body hurt as if she had been stabbed by needles.

She leaned weakly in the arms of God Musi, who carried her to the hay.

She lay on the hay, with her coat covering it. Her feet were still bare, so Musi covered her feet with hay.

Yan Xuewei crossed her arms over her chest, shivering from the cold.

Mushen went into the house again, rummaged around for a while and found two more pots.

He filled the two pots with hay and wooden branches and placed them in a safe place at Yan Xuewei's feet.

At this time, there were three fire pots in the cabin, and the temperature had risen a lot.

Yan Xuewei was lying on her back, she was no longer cold and her eyes were closed tightly.

There are no antipyretics now, so we can only artificially make her feverish and sweat.

Mu Sishen thought for a long time, then he picked up Yan Xuewei, took off the skirt she was wearing, and put the skirt underneath her. He took off his pants and lay down with her in his arms.

Mu Sishen finally knew why she was cold. Her body was as cold as a small ice cellar.

And he was like a little sun, with warmth all over his body. The two of them were naked next to each other, and Yan Xuewei subconsciously looked for the source of heat and moved closer.

Her cheek rested on his warm chest, and her frown suddenly relieved.

She put her cold little hands on his stomach, and it warmed him up in a short time. Her little feet were not honest, so they found a warm place and crawled between his legs.

Her little feet were cold and slippery, which suddenly made Mushen feel a little distraught.

Since Yan Xuewei was away, he had never touched a woman again. For two years, he had become a man of few desires and was no longer interested in anything between men and women.

It was Yan Xuewei again, setting fire to him again.

Yan Xuewei lit fires everywhere like this, making his body hotter and hotter, and Yan Xuewei pressed closer to him.

Mu Sishen gritted his teeth, suppressed the desire in his heart, held her tightly in his arms, and took advantage of this opportunity to warm her up and wait for her to sweat.

The heavy rain outside was still falling, and the wood in the brazier was also crackling and burning.

At this time, Mu Sishen could no longer tolerate anyone else in his heart, and only Yan Xuewei was left in his heart.

He thanked God for allowing Yan Xuewei to appear by his side again; he begged God to allow him and Yan Xuewei to achieve positive results.

In the end, Mu Sishen couldn't hold it back, and he gently kissed her on the forehead.
Chapter completed!