***
Qiao Chutian lifted her up again.
Her heart instantly became oxygen-deprived for a moment, then it wildly throbbed, as she dared not make a move.
Qiao Chutian carried her down to the first floor, put her down, and then, with a smile, said to Auntie Li, who was looking at them with amusement, "Auntie Li, boil a bowl of ginger soup."
"Did one of you catch a cold?"
Auntie Li asked, puzzled.
"This foolish woman, sleeping on the rooftop without covering herself with a blanket, has caught a cold."
Qiao Chutian pointed at Mai Xiaomai and said.
"Who's the foolish woman? I'm very smart, okay?"
Mai Xiaomai, seeing him call her a foolish woman, couldn't help but roll her eyes and mutter.
"A smart foolish woman."
"A foolish smart man."
Auntie Li, seeing the two bickering, also smiled and quickly went into the kitchen to boil the ginger soup.
Once the ginger soup was ready, Auntie Li called Xiaomai to the dining table to drink it.
