Chapter 141: Cold

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The torches were lit in a circle around the foundation of the house, lighting up the dim sky.

Looking at the big guys who were shouting and working, Yue Jiaojiao suddenly felt a little touched. For the first time, she really felt a sense of belonging to Willow Village.

“Zhao Zhan, when the house is built, make more delicious food for everyone, and give each of them a discount if they ever come to our shop.”

“I will.”

Afraid that her appearance would make everyone uncomfortable, Yue Jiaojiao temporarily gave up on the idea of going to take a closer look. She informed Li Miao and prepared to return to town.

As soon as they left Willow Village, Zhao Zhan took off his outer robe and wrapped it tightly around her body without any explanation. “It’s cold. I won’t feel cold if I carry you back. You should wear it so you don’t catch a cold.”

The tip of Yue Jiaojiao’s nose was red.

Zhao Zhan placed his hands on her face and rubbed it. When she was feeling better, he carried her on his back and rushed back to town.

As soon as he got home, Zhao Zhan went straight to the kitchen.

A large pot was boiling water was prepared for her bath, and the ginger soup was heated up in the earthen jar. When Yue Jiaojiao came out of the bath, the boiling hot ginger soup had cooled down to a suitable temperature.

“Did you get one for yourself?”

As Yue Jiaojiao spoke, she handed the bowl over. “You take half and I’ll take half.”

“Drink it. There’s still some in the jar. I’ll go get more later. Drink it quickly to warm your body.”

Hearing her say this, Yue Jiaojiao finally finished her drink.

Zhao Zhan watched helplessly as she finished her drink and moved to the box where his blanket was placed. He looked at her hesitantly and asked, “Tonight, can I…”

Yue Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows. “Do you want to sleep in the study?”

“I don’t want to.”

Her face, which had been able to keep a straight face, was broken by those two words. Yue Jiaojiao’s eyes curved into crescents. “Then why don’t you go and wash up? How long do you want me to wait for you?”

“I’ll go immediately.”

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Zhao Zhan went out like a gust of wind. When he ran to the door, he remembered that he had not taken the bowl of ginger soup, so came back.

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Yesterday, he had been lying alone in the study room. He felt as if there was a big hole in his lover. Now that he was lying on the bed with his lover wrapped around his arm, Zhao Zhan finally felt his lover settle down.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zhan was woken up by a heat source beside him.

He sat up in shock and hurriedly got off the bed to light the oil lamp.

Yue Jiaojiao’s forehead was heating up, her face flushed red, and her breathing unconsciously became heavy.

As soon as her heater was gone, she unconsciously bent her legs and shivered under the blanket. The sourness and coldness seeped out from the cracks of her bones.

“Jiaojiao?”

Zhao Zhan’s eyes were red with panic. He thought about how she had taken care of him in the cave last time and ran to the kitchen to find some hard liquor.

“Zhao Zhan…”

Yue Jiaojiao’s voice was extremely hoarse, and her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn’t open them. “I’m cold.”

“Stay here. “Zhao Zhan held her in his arms and covered her with the blanket. His fingers carefully undid her clothes under the blanket. “I’ve brought some hard liquor. I’ll help you.”

Zhao Zhan removed her undershirt, wrung out a cloth, dipped it in strong alcohol, and wiped it on her abdomen.

“Ahh…”

Yue Jiaojiao’s voice was as soft as a cat’s purr, and there were tears in her eyes. “No, it’s too cold now…”

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The only way Zhao Zhan knew how to lower the temperature was from what she did for him.

However, hearing her unwillingness, Zhao Zhan’s hands were so flustered that he didn’t know what to do next.

“I’ll bring you to the doctor tomorrow.” Zhao Zhan wrapped the blanket tightly around Yue Jiaojiao and was about to carry her away.

“I don’t want to see a doctor. Medicine is so bitter.”

Yue Jiaojiao kept fidgeting in his arms, groaning in pain.

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