After he put the wooden basin down by the bed, he handed her the enamel cup.
"Qingqing, this is ginger soup. I cooled it down in the kitchen, so it's not too hot now. Drink it while it's still hot."
Wen Qinghe frowned as she looked at the ginger soup in the cup; she hated eating ginger.
But knowing it was a man's good intention, she had no choice but to hold her nose and sip it.
Even with expectations in mind, the spiciness of the food still brought tears to my eyes.
Yan Xiao found it both funny and heartbreaking; it was pretty much what he had guessed.
She took two sips, then refused to drink any more.
He didn't insist, but simply let the little girl hold it in her hands to warm them.
He took a new towel, soaked it in water, and carefully lifted the blanket to take out her feet. But when he saw her white feet, his heart skipped a beat.
The little girl is exquisite in every way.
Her delicate, fair feet were like the finest white jade, and her round, dainty toes were like tiny pink pearls adorning them.
How can such feet be used for walking... They should be held in the palm of your hand and played with carefully.
But the moment his fingers trembled slightly and touched her, the icy touch interrupted the beautiful thoughts in his mind.
He immediately covered her feet with a hot towel, his brows furrowing slightly: "Why are your feet so cold..."
When this area was suddenly touched, Wen Qinghe flinched sensitively.
"Ugh, it's an old problem..."
This body, like her own, always had cold hands and feet in winter.
Thinking that it wasn't even winter yet, she often felt cold, which must be due to the original body being weak.
The man directly placed a pair of delicate feet into the hot water.
Will this be better?
"Mmm, so warm..."
Feeling the warmth from her feet spreading throughout her body, Wen Qinghe sighed comfortably.
As the cold faded and warmth returned, she felt drowsy after staying up all night.
After Yan Xiao massaged the girl's feet for a while and didn't hear her speak for a long time, he looked up and saw his sweetheart leaning against the headboard, asleep with her breathing slightly heavy.
Her little face was rosy from sleeping.
He carefully wiped those jade-like feet clean and gently placed them on the bed.
Seeing that she was sleeping awkwardly, I got up and helped her adjust her position.
Looking at the little girl's adorable sleeping face and delicate features, he smiled slightly.
Finally, I can openly watch the little girl sleep; she's his.
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