Chapter 211 Unintended by Ghosts and Gods_1

Zhao Erhu removed his coat and climbed into bed, taking great care not to wake his sleeping wife; he gently gathered her into his arms.

In such hot weather, the little body in his arms was actually ice-cold. He carefully loosened the small hand that his wife was clenching and felt her palm was clammy with cold sweat. Zhao Erhu sighed deeply as he looked at the pale Niuniu in his embrace, his brow furrowing, then used a hand to smooth it out and kissed his wife's forehead, which was also covered in cold sweat. He felt both pity and helplessness. Why was this Niuniu so stubborn, insisting on being contrary to him?