"Let's go...... Let's go, let's go home. Yu Wanwan rubbed her hands, and said in a trembling voice towards Han Ye: "If you stand here any longer, the two of us will soon become ice sculptures." ”

"Okay." Han Ye nodded, let go of the arm that had been holding Yu Wanwan, and instead took off his coat, put it on her body and said, "Let's put it on you, I'm not too cold." ”

"Really??" Yu Wanwan looked at him suspiciously.

"Really." Han Ye nodded seriously, and in order to increase the credibility of his words, he also pointed to his cheek by the way and said, "Look, it's all hot red." ”

Yu Wanwan looked at him with a wink, wrapped his coat tightly on his body, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then let's rush back!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she spread her legs and scurried up the stairs.

Han Ye looked at his figure flying out, couldn't help but smile and shook his head, stepped out of his long legs, and followed closely.

Fortunately, Wanwan's family lived on the third floor, and the two of them rushed home directly after more than ten seconds.

As soon as they entered the house, a warm air instantly surrounded the two of them.

Yu Wanwan closed the door and said with a long sigh of relief: "Wow, it's still warm at home." ”

Yu's mother, who had just come out of the living room, looked at the two people standing at the door, and said with a confused expression: "Where are you two going??" ”

"Go downstairs and see the snow!" Yu Wanwan's eyes were full of excitement and said: "It's snowing so hard outside!" ”

"Is that why you're wearing someone's coat!?" Yu's mother glared at her daughter vigorously, and without saying a word, she directly took off her coat and handed it to Han Yedao: "It's such a cold day, what if you catch a cold, you are still a little older than Xiao, and you don't know how to take care of others at all!" ”

Han Ye smiled and took the coat from his mother's hand, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, godmother, I'm not cold." ”

"How can it not be cold??" Yu's mother touched Han Ye's cold fingers, and suddenly said with a distressed expression: "Look at your hands, they are all frozen, you wait, godmother will make ginger soup for you!" ”

"Mom, I want it too!" Yu Wanwan hurriedly said to her mother.

"Are you too embarrassed to ask for it!?" Yu's mother gave her a blank look, and after dropping such a sentence, she went directly into the kitchen.

Yu Wanwan stuck out her tongue, turned her head, glanced at Han Ye, and suddenly reached out to hold his cold big hand and said, "Ah, your hands are really cold." ”

"No, I'm ......" Han Ye's face had just disappeared a little bit of redness, and he immediately climbed up again.

He moved his arm, wanting to withdraw his hand from Yu Wanwan's palm, but her hands held him dead and said, "Don't move, I'll cover you, it won't be cold after a while." ”

"But......" Han also moved his lips, wanting to say something, looking down to see Yu Wanwan covering his hands with a serious face, and finally swallowed all the words back.

Her hand was small, soft, and hot, and it felt really warm against the back of his hand.

Han Ye's cheeks were slightly red, he turned his head, looked at the heavy snow outside the window, and stopped talking.

After warming up one hand for him in the evening, he held his other hand, and finally warmed both hands for him, and Yu's mother's ginger soup was also boiled.