Song Yuchen pointed to the nearby oil heater, "Because we have this heater."
Gu Xiaoran: "My room has a big kang, so it's also very warm."
Shen Yibo blinked his eyes, "Oh, what you're talking about, I don't have in my room."
The little guy's milky voice carried a touch of regret.
He had probably realized it too, back at the entrance of the village when Aunt Xiaowen told him and his mom to wait three minutes before leaving. That's why they were the last to arrive and missed out on the warm rooms.
[This little fool, I really feel sorry for him.]
[Other moms brought thick clothes, only Han Jiangxue had a brain fart. Yesterday I watched her pack clothes in her suitcase, and they were all damn thin, poor my little cub.]
[Can we blame Xiao Xue? Who knew the show's location would be this cold.]
[Don't blame Han Jiangxue, blame the show's crew for bringing her here!]
Song Yuchen comforted Shen Yibo, "Yibo, you can play in my room, take off your coat, you'll get hot in a bit."