Zuo Aiai felt her heart melt all at once.
Ji Nanfeng might not be the romantic type, but when he decides to pamper someone, he really spoils them to no end.
"Your hands are so cold, let's go inside and I'll warm up some water for you to drink."
"Mhm," she responded in a muffled voice, pressing her face against his back.
It was a thatched hut built beside a pond.
Ji Nanfeng used to come here alone when he was feeling down, to fish and to cool off.
This place was his own secret paradise.
She was the first person he had brought here.
As they pushed open the door, a scent of grass and wood greeted them. What seemed to be a simple hut actually had electricity; it wasn't until they turned on the light that they realized it was fully furnished, even with a wooden bed.
Though the wooden bed was small, it was very sturdy.
There was also a set of table and chairs.
On the table there was only an induction cooker and a can of tea leaves.
