Chapter 602 : Self-knowledge of warmth and coldness: Girlfriends can't take care of them well
Stepping on the sanded stone slabs washed away by the rain, I tightened my hand that wanted to tighten but didn't have it.
I ran striding under the eaves that were filled with various wires, network cables, and even clothes hanging to dry, hiding from the heavy rain.
It wasn't until I rushed into the door downstairs of my house that I stopped and took a deep breath.
I bent down to wipe the rainwater splashing on my face, and happened to see Yan Yeyi's high-end casual shoes soaked in the rain. The sour hormones in my heart made my eyes red.
Not daring to look up at him, I pulled him up the dim corridor again.
"Hey, why are these two kids so wet?"
Just as I was about to insert the key into the lock, Grandma Liu on the other side of the door happened to open the door and came out. She saw Yan Yeyi and I looking embarrassed.
"Qingqing, it's not cold." Grandma Liu quickly put down the umbrella in her hand and was busy caring about me. Her rough old hands touched my frozen face, but it warmed my heart.
"Grandma, what can I do? It's cold. What are you doing? I'll help you later. Go back to the house." I put down the key and supported Grandma Liu, who had silver hair all over her head, trying to help her back to her home.
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Really, it’s a cold day, and an old man over seventy years old is not busy enough.
"Young man, how could you let Qingqing get wet in the rain?"
"A young man who can't even take care of his own girlfriend."
Grandma Liu turned to face Yan Yeyi who was standing aside, and immediately started to teach her a lesson, nagging her like a child, while extending her hand with concern to touch Yan Yeyi's forehead.
"Grandma, it's really okay." Looking at Yan Yeyi who was looking at the wall, he actually avoided my sight. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Oh, this kid, go inside quickly, he must have caught a cold."
"Wait a moment. I'll make you some ginger soup. Don't get sick." Grandma Liu just finished probing Yan Ye's forehead, and hurriedly took back her umbrella and walked into her home.
What's wrong? Looking at the door of Grandma Liu's house that had just been closed, I looked at Yan Yeyi in confusion.
"What's wrong?" With doubts, I stretched out my hand, wanting to try to warm him up, but Yan Yeyi avoided my hand, preventing me from touching him.
I frowned deeply and stretched out my hand again, not allowing him to resist. I placed my palm on his forehead, and the heat burned my heart.
Why is this bastard burned like this and still pretending to be doing nothing? What should I do if I burn him to death?