C86 We can't do this

Gu Zhenhai hesitated for a moment, but he still opened her room's door. The room was already lit up, and the yellow light made the room seem warm and warm. Gu Zhenhai looked towards the bed. Huo Lianqing was curled up like an ostrich in the blanket. She nodded, and moaned in pain from time to time.

Gu Zhenhai walked over and lifted the quilt. Huo Lianqing was shivering under the quilt