Leng Anan looked very nervous when she saw Qiao Qiu starting to wash the dishes.
She grabbed his hand and tried to pull him away.
Hou hurriedly waved his hands and said in sign language, 'Qiao Qiu, how can you do such a rough job? Get out of the way and let me do it.'
'I can do this kind of thing. The water is very cold.'
No matter what, Qiao Qiu is the president of a country.
And now, she actually asked the president to do things like washing dishes. How is this appropriate?
Qiao Qiu ignored her obstruction and pushed her aside.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter. Just watch from the side and I'll take care of it soon."
After saying that, he speeded up the movements of his hands.
Even a grown man like him can't stand such icy cold temperatures.
Not to mention a woman like Leng An'an.
After washing the dishes, Leng Anan walked out with two cups of brewed tea.
When she saw that Gu Zichen hadn't left yet, she also breathed a sigh of relief.
She was still worried that Gu Zichen would have left.
After all, it's getting late now.
She bent down and elegantly placed the tea cup in front of Gu Zichen.
This time, after two days of absence, she never took the initiative to look for Gu Zichen.
There was no deliberate attempt to create a chance encounter.
But Gu Zichen still came to see her, does that mean that Gu Zichen actually already has feelings for her?
Thinking of this, her mood couldn't help but improve.
Gu Zichen looked down, but what he saw was not the hot tea in front of him.
It was Leng An'an's hand holding the tea cup.
Under the light, what can be seen is that Leng An'an's hands are red from the cold.
It was so red that it looked like a pair of hands without any warmth.
This made him frown slightly, and his thin lips opened slightly, "Your hand..."
Before he could finish his question, Qiao Qiu suddenly came out of the bathroom with quick steps.
In his hand he was holding a towel exuding white mist.
The towel was now spreading white mist in circles in the air.
"Stupid woman, come here quickly."
The man immediately put the hot towel in his hand on Leng An'an's hands, and then wrapped the towel in circles around her cold, red hands.
As soon as the towel wrapped her hands, the warmth from the hot towel seemed to immediately warm her cold hands.
Dispelling the chill on her hands.
Hot towels are soaked in boiling 100-degree water.
No one knows what kind of temperature Qiao Qiu endured just now when he wring out the towel soaked in boiling water in the bathroom.
The scalding boiling water burned his hands red.
That's a completely different red color from Leng An'an.
But he couldn't care less. He only thought about one thing, and that was to bring a hot towel to warm Leng An'an's water.
The three people in the hall saw this scene in their eyes, and all of them remained silent and did not speak.
The hot towel wrapped Leng Anan's cold hands, while Qiao Qiu's hands held hers through the towel.
Maybe he noticed the other eyes on him.
Leng Anan couldn't help but shrink her hand and wanted to take her hand out of Qiao Qiu's hand.
The domineering Qiao Qiu didn't give her any chance and held her hands tightly.
"Don't move, your hands are all red from the cold. Just give them a soak later and they'll be fine."
After the temperature on the hot towel gradually dissipated, Qiao Qiu turned around and entered the bathroom with the hot towel again.
Gu Siying saw all this.
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She also saw the scene in the kitchen just now, including now.
Very few men are so careful these days, right?
Will you make it this far?
At least, she had never seen Gu Zichen do this before.
and……
She silently observed Gu Zichen, who was sitting aside unmoved and unresponsive.
Gu Zichen is also observing Leng Anan.
And now he has forgotten mom and me...
Is he really still suitable for his mother now?
No one knows this.
The atmosphere in the hall seemed a bit solemn and awkward.
Qin Shaoming glanced at Leng An'an and then at Gu Zichen, then silently picked up the pillow on the sofa and covered his eyes.
He saw nothing and knew nothing.
After a while, Qiao Qiu came out of the bathroom again.
The hot towel in his hand once again had a very hot temperature.
He repeated the previous action and wrapped Leng An'an's hands tightly with a hot towel.
After wrapping it up, he patiently asked, "How are you feeling? Are you feeling better? Does your hand still hurt?"
Leng Anan shook her head gently, "I'm already fine."
It was true that my cold hands hurt a little bit just now, but after applying a hot towel, they felt much better.
At least I can't feel it now.
Qiao Qiu put away the hot towel in response, "That's good, do you have a hot water bottle at home?"
Leng Anan did not answer, but looked at Gu Zichen frequently.
Gu Zichen finally came here. She wanted to communicate and talk with Gu Zichen more.
Gu Siying seemed to understand her thoughts, and then stood up from the sofa.
He took the initiative to greet Qiao Qiu, "Uncle Qiao Qiu, I know where it is. Come with me and I'll get you a hot water bottle."
Qiao Qiu responded and followed her, "Okay."
The two entered the room, and Leng Anan breathed a sigh of relief.
She sat next to Gu Zichen and said in sign language, 'Gu Zichen, why did you suddenly come to see me in the middle of the night?'
Gu Zichen frowned, all he could think about was the seemingly intimate look between Leng Anan and Qiao Qiu just now.
"How did you and Qiao Qiu meet?"
What is it about them to know?
And why is the relationship suddenly so close?
Could it be said that they have known each other longer than him?
Leng Anan paused, "Qiao Qiu? We have known each other for a while, what's the matter?"
Gu Zichen could not help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, as he had known him longer than he did.
"It's okay, you guys look very good."
She was shocked and quickly explained, 'No, Qiao Qiu and I are just friends. He and I have nothing, it's not what you think, you believe me.'
He couldn't help but ask, "Are they really just friends?"
Leng Anan blinked, with a bit of expectation in his eyes, "What's wrong? Gu Zichen, do you care about this? Or are you worried that I will be snatched away by other men?"
Hearing what she meant, Gu Zichen felt a little unnatural on his face.
He turned his face to one side and then snorted lightly.
"I'm not worried. There's nothing to worry about. I have no idea about you."
At this moment, the hot water bottle was quickly charged.
Qiao Qiu came out and sat next to Leng Anan with a hot water bottle.
He took Leng An'an's hands familiarly and put her hands into the hot water bottle.
"Keep it well, otherwise, you will get frostbite."