Wen Ruan couldn’t understand it. He was like a walking heater.
He wasn’t even wearing much—just a shirt and a winter coat—but he was still so warm.
“Do you have a place to stay tonight?” Recently, with spring approaching, the town was crowded with tourists. The farm stays and guesthouses were mostly fully booked. It was only by luck that Fu Jingbai managed to find a spot; there had just been a cancellation.
He Yanxi's face remained serious, his voice indifferent. "No place to stay. The original plan was to come and find you, stay at your place. But you gave your room to someone else, so now I have nowhere to stay."
"Have you been to Teacher Fu's place?" Wen Ruan, her hands warmed, moved them to wrap around He Yanxi's neck, her eyes smiling.
He Yanxi didn't respond, his expression stiff.
She realized he was jealous. She remembered how He Yanxi had always been a little resistant to Fu Jingbai.
Considering everything, the only conclusion she could come to was... jealousy?