Wen Ci spent nearly ten minutes washing the pots and pans. As she shook the water from her hands, she suddenly remembered the wool sweater she had bought for Huo Jingyuan.
She walked to the doorway of the master bedroom and waved at Huo Jingyuan, who was sitting on the sofa. "Huo Jingyuan, come here for a second."
"What is it?"
Huo Jingyuan's expression was placid and unreadable, but he had heard from Xue Li that afternoon that Wen Ci had bought him a wool sweater.
"Come on, get over here."
Wen Ci still had no idea that Huo Jingyuan already knew about her gift.
Huo Jingyuan walked over to Wen Ci. The temperature in the Northwest fluctuated wildly between day and night, so he had deliberately put on a dark green military jacket.
Wen Ci reached out, her lips curving into a slight smile as she rose onto her tiptoes. "Let me help you take that off."
Panic flickered in the man's eyes as he stared at her in silence.
"Why, Mr. Huo, you look a little flustered."
"I'm not."
