Xie Huai'an saw this and immediately changed direction, guiding the horse towards a place with shelter.
He found a spot under a mountain rock, where they could temporarily take refuge.
The rain was getting heavier, blurring the vision, and the three little donkeys were thoroughly drenched, looking quite pitiful.
Before Ruan Mian could act, Xie Huai'an decisively took off his cloak and put it on her, then, without hesitation, unloaded the goods from the donkeys under the rock.
He didn't care at all about getting himself soaked through.
Seeing this, Ruan Mian immediately stepped forward to help, but he held her hand down: "I'll do it, you don't catch a cold, sit over there and wait for me."
She wanted to say something, but Xie Huai'an didn't give her the chance, and he unloaded everything on his own, then arranged the donkeys in a row.
Watching him busy with everything, yet not letting her get even a drop of rain, Ruan Mian's heart felt like boiling water.
