Despite seeing through his intentions, Jian Xi still lost completely.
The reasons for her complete defeat are unknown.
"I'll go buy it for you when the rain lessens, okay?"
"Thank you!"
Achieving his goal, Nan Mufeng curled his lips in delight, "Now, please give me a thin blanket. It's really cold because of the rain. Achoo—"
"Alright, alright!"
Jian Xi hurriedly grabbed a throw pillow to toss to him, then went to get him some hot water.
She swore, it wasn't out of compassion for him! She was just afraid he'd catch a cold and infect Little Pumpkin. That's all!
Nan Mufeng covered himself with the blanket, leaned back on the sofa, drinking hot water, thoroughly satisfied.
"Jian Xi, aren't you curious about what I hid in the cake?"
"Not curious." Jian Xi snorted, "At your age, playing such childish games, don't you feel ashamed? And running to rummage through trash, I'm embarrassed on your behalf!"
