When Wen Nan carried Lu Yanqing back to Lotus Village, every household had turned off their lights; it was already past midnight.
Wen Nan pushed open the door.
Wen Nan pushed open the wooden door in front of him and placed the person steadily on the bed.
A cold wind swept in, chilling to the bone.
Wen Nan has already repaired the door and patched up the leaks in the roof.
After closing the door, the whole room became much warmer.
Wen Nan turned around, deftly pulled two sets of clothes from the closet, and threw them at Lu Yanqing, who was looking bewildered and about to grab the clothes.
"Your clothes are wet, change them quickly. It's so cold... you might develop a chronic illness," Wen Nan said, turning her head.
As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind seemed to have eyes, squeezing through the gaps and drilling straight into the room.
Wen Nan closed the door and went outside. There was still some dry firewood that Lu Yanqing had stockpiled. Wen Nan lit the stove and immediately started boiling water for Lu Yanqing.
After the fire was lit, Lu Yanqing had changed his clothes.
Wen Nan brought in a basin of hot water and placed it in front of Lu Yanqing without asking.
"Let's soak our feet." The voice left no room for argument.
Lu Yanqing was somewhat surprised. He looked around and saw that the exposed tiles on the roof had been completely stuffed with wood by Wen Nan, so no matter how cold the wind was outside, it couldn't get in at all.
The wooden door that had been creaking was now reinforced... It's possessed...
Wen Nan must be possessed by an evil spirit...
Wen Nan was born into wealth and grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth. Four years ago, her mother passed away, and Wen Nan gradually fell into poverty.
These things don't seem like something a pampered person like Wen Nan would do, like repairing doors and tiles.
Is she possessed by a ghost?
Lu Yanqing remained motionless for a long time. Wen Nan stood up, patted off non-existent wrinkles on her clothes, and raised an eyebrow.
"What's wrong? Do you want me to help you wash?" The woman tilted her head slightly, her round eyes holding a hint of intrigue that was hard to decipher.
Lu Yanqing's ears turned slightly red, and he immediately rolled up his trouser legs. "No need... I can do it myself."
Wen Nan looked at the red tips of Lu Yanqing's ears, her watery eyes rippled with emotion, and a smile played on her lips.
Wasn't he supposed to be a cruel and ruthless tyrant? Who is this innocent-looking eighteen-year-old boy who blushes easily in front of me?
That's quite interesting.
Lu Yanqing's cold feet gradually regained feeling, while snow continued to fall outside.
Lu Yanqing sat down on the edge of the bed and soaked his feet.
Wen Nan climbed to the inside of the bed and lay down on his own.
Lu Yanqing's handsome brows furrowed slightly.
Did Wen Nan really freeze his brain?
He is truly different from before...
Although they were husband and wife, they had never shared a bed, even in such terrible weather.
Lu Yanqing also slept on the floor.
The ground was cold and hard, and the snow outside was up to one's knees, so it was impossible to sleep soundly.
But he got used to the cold, so it didn't bother him anymore. In his childhood... he experienced even harsher environments.
But now, the eighteen-year-old boy's gaze has gradually become more profound.
What exactly is Wen Nan plotting?
Otherwise, how could there be such a sudden and drastic change?
After Lu Yanqing tidied everything up and regained feeling in her legs, she set up a makeshift bed on the floor as usual.
The person on the bed suddenly sat up with a start, looking at Lu Yanqing who was tidying up the bedding on the floor.
[The couple were at odds, and Lu Yanqing always slept on the floor.] Just then, the notification sound from 859 rang out.
Wen Nan pursed her lips slightly, her eyes clear as water, and smiled gently, "Husband, the ground is cold, come and sleep here..."
The woman's fingers, slender and delicate, gently patted her soft bed.
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