Chapter 1244: [Fanwai] What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a beautiful boy?
【Extra】What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome man?!
He walked over and threw the dried meat in his hand at him. Ximen Chu made a fierce look.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome man?!"
Pulling apart the dried meat skewers that had fallen into his arms, he threw the pieces of meat piece by piece into the water in the pot. Feng Luo's lowered eyes flashed with a smile.[
Feng Luo casually pulled a futon beside him, dusted it off, and placed it beside the brazier. Feng Luo raised his face and smiled softly at Ximen Chu.
"Sit down and warm yourself by the fire!"
Ximenchu sat down unceremoniously, not feeling embarrassed at all.
These days, it has become her habit to accept her care.
Feng Luo didn't feel anything was wrong, as if taking care of her had become his habit.
He dragged the wooden frame beside the wall, carefully wiped off the dust, dried the wet clothes that Ximen Chu had taken off, and placed them next to the brazier. Feng Luo then grabbed the spoon and poured the soup with meat cubes in the pot on the brazier.
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Sitting across from him with his knees in his arms, Ximen Chu just looked at him quietly.
Watch him carefully add firewood, watch him gently push the soup in the pot, watch his face flickered by the firelight...
Ximenchu suddenly discovered that she had found him so pleasing to the eye even before she knew it!
Outside the wooden house, the heavy rain seemed to separate this lonely wooden house from the whole world.
In the wooden house, the aroma of dried meat has overflowed, and the strong aroma of meat fills the air with the smell of home.
Home?!
Thinking of his soft big bed in the palace, Ximen Chu sighed quietly and sneezed uncontrollably.
"Is it cold?!"
Lifting his face, Feng Luo asked softly.
Pulling the blanket tight around him, Ximenchu frowned and looked in the direction of the window.
On the windows, the window paper has long been torn, and the cold wind is pouring in with a bit of chill.
Standing up, Feng Luo quickly pulled off his belt. "You...what are you doing?!"
Seeing him stretch out his arms and pull off his wet robe, Ximenchu suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.[
There was no answer. Feng Luo seemed to have not heard her words. He walked to the window with his robe, hung it on the window tower, and actually used his robe to block the hole in the window.