Downstairs, Meng Yongzhi and the others who had just returned home suddenly felt a chill and were confused.
"Did our home's underfloor heating stop? No..."
Meng Yongzhi looked puzzled and touched the wooden floor, which was still warm.
He stood up and pinpointed the source of the cold wind as the staircase...
Who is it on the stairs?
Everyone suddenly realized.
Meng Yongzhi turned around and advised:
"Chuan'er is at a critical moment in his training, you two should wear something thicker."
Women are more sensitive to Yin Qi.
Xue Na and Meng Yiyi nodded repeatedly, not taking off their down jackets, and zipped them up to the neck, shielding themselves more tightly.
Xue Na took a cotton hat for Meng Yongzhi to wear, tied her apron, and headed to the kitchen:
"I'll cook a few more dishes, you guys watch TV."
Meng Yongzhi rubbed the walnut and reminded:
"Don't make too much, Chuan'er probably won't have time to eat."
"Got it."
