Fang Jinyao was choked again. Qin Yuhuan's acting skills in real life were much better than what he showed on camera.

After coming out of Fang's house, Ziyi sniffed around in the car, which made Qin Yuhuan laugh, "You don't stink, really."

"Really? I always feel like the sweat is sticking to my body and making me feel sticky." Ziyi drove Qin Yuhuan towards home.

Qin Yuhuan seemed to have given it some serious thought before finally offering a feasible suggestion: "Why don't you take a shower at my house? I have clothes in your size that you can change into."

Ziyi's first reaction was the down jacket. "I can't wear a down jacket in June, Qin Yuhuan. No way."

Qin Yuhuan joked, "June, it seems like someone was shivering at home last night."

He walks with his hands and feet hunched and his back hunched.

The invincible cold-fearing alien poses: ...

"I was trying to create the scene of Santa Claus delivering gifts very carefully, but why is he shivering from the cold?"

Qin Yuhuan tried to save face by speaking stubbornly, and nodded, "Thank you, Santa, for taking the trouble to deliver the candy jar to me?"

"How can it be so difficult to walk just a few steps? You make me sound like Tang Monk seeking Buddhist scriptures."

"Xiaozi went through the pain of separation from her warm electric blanket. Isn't that also a difficult experience?"

Qin Yuhuan's analysis made sense, and Ziyi thought about it. People who are afraid of the cold will feel like their lives depend on leaving the bed. "Where's the candy jar? Did you bring it back?"

"It's in the bag. There's a lot of candy. I want to eat it in batches." Qin Yuhuan patted the small backpack that she had been holding in her arms.

"That's right. Eating too much at once won't be metabolized, and it's not good for your teeth either." Ziyi said, wanting to cover her cheeks. "I think I ate something a while ago. Now my teeth hurt whenever I eat something sweet, and even drinking cold water stings them."

Qin Yuhuan was silent for a long time before she whispered, "Eat it if you want, hot, cold, sour, or sweet."

Ziyi: ...

The car stopped steadily in the residential complex. Ziyi finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. "Okay, okay, I'll get Lengsuanling when I get home and give you a review after using it."

"You said I have a big imagination, but you have one too, and you have a lot of little advertising slogans."

Fang Jinyao provided quite a bit of information, so Ziyi and Qin Yuhuan each made three runs before they finished. Ziyi collapsed on the sofa to rest while Qin Yuhuan went to make a pot of fruit tea and brought it to the coffee table: "Hot water with ice, the temperature is just right."

"That's amazing! I didn't realize you have such good physical strength?" Ziyi has the habit of going to the gym. She didn't feel anything when she carried heavy objects up to the fifth floor three times. But Qin Yuhuan seemed to be even more calm than her?

"Actually, my legs are shaking," Qin Yuhuan didn't even look tired, remaining calm. "But I can't let you finish the race alone, so I gritted my teeth and followed you."

She moved to the side to make room for Qin Yuhuan to sit.

"Sister Jinyao suggested that I move. What do you think?"

Although it was a suggestion that had been rejected, Qin Yuhuan brought it up again and asked about it.

She tilted her head and looked over. Qin Yuhuan was holding the glass in both hands. Steam was rising in front of her eyes. She blew away the hot steam in small sips, not in a hurry to drink it.

On the contrary, she drank half a cup as soon as Qin Yuhuan said the temperature was just right.

"Qin Yuhuan, you said before that I was like a cat basking in the sun, remember?" Ziyi answered the question irrelevantly, as if ignoring Qin Yuhuan's question.

Qin Yuhuan nodded, "You look a lot like her, with long hair and big eyes..." She recalled the fantasy she had of Ziyi in her mind, "Eyes like gemstones, shining through when she looks at people..."

"Contempt?" Ziyi continued.

Qin Yu laughed, "Not really, but it will give people the impression that you are very noble."

"I don't understand, but I'm telling you this, you really are like a sloth. Everything you do is so slow, even drinking water, like it's all done at a very slow speed." Ziyi raised her hand and imitated Qin Yuhuan, slowly reaching out, touching the teacup, and then slowly bringing it back. "Hi, hello, my name is Lightning."

The way he deliberately lowered his voice and slowed down his tone successfully made Qin Yuhuan laugh repeatedly, "Don't imitate me, I can speak very fast sometimes."

"Okay..." Ziyi nodded slowly.

Qin Yuhuan covered her lips to hold back her laughter. Ziyi was simply a walking joke, very funny. She stood up and said, "Do you want to take a shower? I'll get you some clothes."

"That's fine. I can go directly to work from your place and not go home. It's not easy for workers." Ziyi shook her head and sighed, "You always have to be frugal to save money on gas."

"I really should record what you said and send it to Sister Jinyao." Qin Yuhuan went to the bedroom and picked out some loose clothes. "A white shirt and wide-leg pants? The shirt has dropped shoulders, so you should be able to wear it."

"Or this one, a white shirt with a stand-up collar and a long skirt, or..."

After carefully choosing, Ziyi finally chose the first set: "Wide-leg pants, I have high heels in the car that will match, and..."

"Underwear, I know." Qin Yuhuan also learned to answer quickly.

"You're simply trying to maintain your caring persona forever, Sister Xiao Qin."

If I think about how caring Qin Yuhuan has been since I met him, I would give him a perfect score, but that's because the full score is only 100.

Qin Yuhuan hung up the remaining clothes and took out the iron to iron them. "Of course, I still have to maintain the character that Xiaozi personally named."

Ziyi leaned against the wall and watched Qin Yuhuan ironing her shirt quite skillfully. The soft light shone on her, and her cold facial features seemed not so cold anymore.

"Looking at me in a daze?" Qin Yuhuan noticed the intentional gaze and put the iron aside and turned his shirt inside out. "I didn't dry the shirt properly, so it's wrinkled. I can't ask you to wear a wrinkled shirt to work."

Wherever the iron passed, the wrinkles were smoothed out one by one. Even if there were some traces left the first time, those traces would always disappear completely time and time again.

Ziyi said sincerely, "It's not that I just stare at you in a daze, I just think you're so great, you're beautiful and a good person."

"Good Guy Card?" Qin Yuhuan held up his ironed shirt and raised an eyebrow. "I heard the Good Guy Card isn't a compliment."