Bab 1185: Bad Chess Move

Winston walked over and helped Bai Qingqing to place Muir on her bed.

Bai Qingqing stroked the messy feathers on Muir's head with her frozen. She couldn't bear to see him so weak and aggrieved.

After covering Muir up with her blanket, Bai Qingqing stood up. "I'll go bring a bowl of soup for him."

"You stay in the room. I'll go." Winston held her reddened hands and warmed them. It made Bai Qingqing so comfortable that her brows relaxed.

Bai Qingqing smiled at him. "En."

Parker tidied An'an's clothes that had been messed by the snakes, then looked at Bai Qingqing and Winston. After Winston went out, Parker walked over to take over the job of holding his mate's hands.

"Your hands are so cold," Parker said, his heart aching for her.

"I was in a rush to chase after Muir earlier and forgot to bring my gloves." Bai Qingqing squatted by Muir's side. "Compared to him, so what if I am cold for a while."