Wang Lang didn't know which Tong Yaru was doing, but he still thought about it and nodded, "Okay."

Tong Yaru sat on the bed, "I want to take some courses on children's education before building an orphanage."

Wang Lang packed up his things and said, "It's done, it's pretty good."

It can be seen that Tong Yaru wanted to change something. She didn't know how to be a mother before, but now she wants to try to accept the role of a mother.

But her own son has become like that, and the tide has been done, so she has to do the duties of a mother by establishing an orphanage.

This is a good thing, and Tong Yaru is quite rich, which is no different from a gospel to those orphans.

We chatted until early morning without realizing it.

Wang Lang suddenly realized that this woman was pure, but not stupid. She was very organized in her work and had plans in her mind about what she did.

Because it was too late, Tong Yaru was tired, Wang Lang asked the staff below to open a room for Tong Yaru. Who grew up? The business was too hot for the past two days due to holiday reasons and there were no room available.

Tong Yaru took off her shoes and sat on Wang Lang's bed.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Tonight, you sleep on the bed, and I will sleep on the sofa."

Tong Yaru did not refuse, and she would sleep in with clothes at night.

In the middle of the night, Wang Lang was awakened by Tong Yaru's rustling sound. Wang Lang rubbed his eyes and asked what was wrong with Tong Yaru.

"You have cold feet, do you have a warm baby here?" Tong Yaru asked in a low voice.

Wang Lang looked around, asked at the front desk and told Tong Yaru, "No."

Tong Yaru curled into a ball.

The room was quite hot, and even if you didn't wear anything, you wouldn't feel cold. Tong Yaru said it was cold.

Wang Lang went to ask for a quilt to press on Tong Yaru, but Tong Yaru still said it was cold.

After asking specifically, Tong Yaru said that her feet were cold.

Seeing Tong Yaru's appearance, Wang Lang went over and touched his head, but hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch Tong Yaru's feet.

Tong Yaru retracted her feet with a conditioned reflex.

Wang Lang shook his palms. Tong Yaru's feet were so icy that they were like two pieces of ice.

"Do you often do this?" Wang Lang asked.

Tong Yaru nodded, buried her head in the pillow, "It has been like this since she was a child."

Wang Lang looked at Tong Yaru, "Is there anyone in your family practicing martial arts?"

Tong Yaru didn't know why Wang Lang asked, but she still shook her head honestly and said that she didn't.

"It's strange." Wang Lang murmured.

"Then how did you get cold feet since you were young?" Wang Lang asked again.

"When I was a child, I had to soak my feet with the medicine prescribed by the doctor every night. Later, I married into the Du family and had a warm baby in the soles of my feet every night, or..." Tong Yaru stopped talking.

"Or what?" Wang Lang was confused and didn't understand what Tong Yaru wanted to express.

"Or Haohao's father held my feet and covered me with him." Tong Yaru whispered.

Wang Lang was not ready and asked, so he found a bottle of water, poured a bottle of boiling water, and stuffed it into the soles of Tong Yaru's feet with a towel.

"How does it feel?"

"It's much better." Tong Yaru buried her head in the pillow.

Wang Lang poured another bottle into the soles of his feet and asked to cover it.

Then he turned around and went to sleep again.

Not long after I slept, I was woken up by Tong Yaru's voice again. Although Tong Yaru tried hard to suppress the sound, Wang Lang's ears were not ordinary, and he could wake up with a little movement. He had been like this in the life of licking blood on the tip of a knife.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang stood up and asked.

Tong Yaru was full of apology and held two water bottles in her hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."

"Is the water cold?" Wang Lang looked at the water bottle in Tong Yaru's hand.

Tong Yaru nodded.

Wang Lang took the water bottle and poured water on it. Wang Lang was stunned.

Anyone who has covered the water bottle knows that no matter how cool it is, it cannot be as cold as his hands. However, the water temperature in the water bottle that Tong Yaru has covered the water bottle is so cold that it makes people doubt life.

Wang Lang poured two bottles again, and Tong Yaru apologized in a low voice and covered her again.

Not long after sleeping, Wang Lang was awakened by Tong Yaru's trembling sound.

When I got up, I saw Tong Yaru curling into a lump, huddled in the quilt, trembling with her face, and her lips turned blue, as if she had been frozen.

Wang Lang reached out to touch him. At this moment, Tong Yaru's whole body had become cold. She was not as cold as the corpse, like a lump of ice.

Tong Yaru reached out and grabbed Wang Lang's wrist, raised her eyes and looked at Wang Lang, and she was as aggrieved as if she was looking for a child, "I'm cold."

Wang Lang went to bed and carried Tong Yaru into his arms. The Fire God and the Nine-level Divine Dragon Power were used together, and his hands were placed on Tong Yaru's back, using his skills to warm Tong Yaru.

For more than half an hour, Tong Yaru's face became rosy, but Wang Lang looked listless.

Tong Yaru fell asleep sweetly, and Wang Lang also carried it to Tong Yaru with a heavy head.

When he woke up, he found that it was already past twelve o'clock. Tong Yaru sat next to Wang Lang and looked down at Wang Lang.

Seeing Wang Lang awaken, Tong Yaru was overjoyed, "You are finally awake."

Wang Lang sat up with his arms, but he was still weak all over and felt his body being hollowed out. Tong Yaru looked at Wang Lang, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Wang Lang smiled.

"Thank you." Tong Yaru lowered her head.

"What do you thank?" Wang Lang grinned and smiled indifferently.

"My father often kept warm for my mother like this when he was young. Later, my father passed away. My mother said that it was because of her and my father." Tong Yaru said sadly with her head down.

Wang Lang took out his ears.

Tong Yaru's body is an extremely cold constitution. There is a special technique to practice this constitution. It not only makes people unable to feel the cold, but also makes people use their extremely cold constitution.

Throughout history, this kind of physique has been rare, and has basically been taken away by some hidden sects. Many sects like Tong Yaru will rush to ask for it, but for some reason, Tong Yaru is still here and has not been taken away.

"I'll ask you, where is your mother now?" Wang Lang asked tentatively.

It is not difficult to hear from Tong Yaru's words just now that Tong Yaru's parents are both martial arts practitioners. The huge reason why her father died was that he gave too much internal energy to his wife. He should be less fucked with a man and his energy leaks are not good. The same reason is even more serious than this.

But one thing is that if a woman like this is a very good kung fu and practices the ultimate yang kung fu, it will be so pleasant, especially if she is having sex properly, it can nourish yin and yang. It will not only be good for both parties, but also improve both parties' skills. Even if this woman does not have the kung fu, she can become very healthy. Anyway, you don't have to worry about her feet getting cold at night.

Moreover, when such women are sexually involved, men feel many times more happy than other women. The feeling of ascension can make men unable to stop, and dying on Dupi means that that is what it means.

Tong Yaru looked at Wang Lang who suddenly started to laugh for some reason, and for some reason, she reached out and shook her hand in front of Wang Lang's eyes.

"What do you think?"
Chapter completed!