"Are you still going to call me a bad guy?"
On hearing this, Nan Xi immediately shook her little head like a rattle-drum, "No, not anymore, you're the handsomest, you're the best."
Only then did Lu Jianshen feel satisfied and let her go.
Looking down, however, he noticed her bare little feet, so soft and white, not even in socks, touching the cold floor directly.
Lu Jianshen immediately bent down and picked her up, placing her on the couch.
"Why aren't you wearing socks? The floor is so cold, you might catch a cold," Lu Jianshen said while rubbing her little feet.
Indeed, having stood on the ground for a while, her little feet were thoroughly cold.
Lu Jianshen warmed her feet while asking, "Where are your socks?"
"In the cupboard, I didn't get a chance to put them on."
"You just sit here nicely, I'll go get them."
"Mm." Nan Xi nodded, her lips curling into a faint smile.
