Chapter 223: Can't Take Action

Luo City started to get cold in November.

By the time it was nearing December, those who couldn't handle the cold had already donned their sweaters and trousers. Qin Guanglin, banking on his youthful vigor, only put on long johns and was ready to head out.

"You bought wool trousers and you're not wearing them."

"I'm not cold, just stay home and wait for me to come back. If you're hungry, there's still food in the fridge, don't be too lazy to cook."

"Oh."

Creak.

The sound of the door closing, He Fang closed his eyes and burrowed into the quilt, planning to sleep in a little longer.

Heating in the city started in mid-November; inside and outside were two different worlds. Qin Guanglin shivered from the cold as he stepped out, touched his sleeve, and considered going back for wool trousers. But having just refused He Fang's nagging suggestion, he didn't want to lose face and hesitated before heading back inside.