After chatting for a while, Zhang Dahan saw that it was almost dawn, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"Brother Wen, Mr. Wen, I'll go back first."

"good!"

Wen Chongzheng sent him out from the back door.

Cramp... Close the yard door, he turned his head to look at Song Nuan holding a lantern. The dim light enveloped her, looking like a person radiating warm light.

The light shot straight into his heart, shining his whole body under the light.

Song Nuan, sending Nuan, bringing him a warm girl.

She looked up at him, her eyebrows and eyes smiling, and she looked pretty like a flower bud under the morning dew. As she bent her lips and smiled, the flower bud bloomed.

I don’t know whether it’s in my ears or in my heart, but with a bang, the sound of the flowers blooming magnified infinitely.

He stepped forward and took her hand, wrapping it tightly.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"..." Song Nuan: It's cold outside, a fool.

"Let's go! Go back to the house!"

"Um."

When the two returned to the house, Wen Chongzheng hurriedly walked out, went straight to the kitchen and added water to the pot, stuffed a few handfuls of firewood, burned a basin of hot water to take it to the room.

"Nannuan, you soak your feet first, soak them warm before going to bed. Uncle Fan said that soaking your feet at night can calm your mind and relieve your fatigue."

He squatted down and reached out to pull Song Nuan's feet.

Song Nuan flashed and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll take off your shoes, didn't you let you soak your feet?" He looked up at her strangely, "Hurry up! It's cold and the water is cold."

"No, no! I can do it myself! Get up!"

Wen Chong looked at her and smiled, "Nannuan, are you embarrassed?"

"No!"

"Are you afraid that I will ask for rewards?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"
Chapter completed!