He Is Warmer Than Time

There was a sound behind him, Mu Mian was startled, and quickly let go of him, then turned around and entered the house.

Bang, the door closed, and Mu Mian saw her father walk out of the room wearing a jacket: "Where is the cat?"

Mu Mian touched his neck with a guilty conscience: "Huh? It... it's courageous. Once the door is opened, it will run out of sight. Okay, dad, go in."

Mu Guohui held her hand: "Isn't it frozen?"

Mu Mian became even more guilty: "No, no, go to sleep."

In the middle of the night, she lay on the bed and deliberately reduced the quilt. The next morning, on the first day of the new year, she felt a little cold.

Mu Guohui was worried that he was a doctor, so he got her some pills at home, and kept chanting: "Look, it was frozen last night."

Mu Mian was lying on the bed, shivering: "I think it's too cold at home. I feel cold when I sleep at night, and I feel cold at home during the day."

It is impossible to install underfloor heating in an ordinary community like their home.

This was the idea she hit.

Mu Guohui worried: "Is it cold? Then I will refill you with a hot water bottle?"

Mu Mian shook his head: "A drop in the bucket."

Cao Feng was also very worried by the side: "What should I do? This winter seems to be extremely cold. The doctor said that Mianmian took too much medicine some time ago, and his immunity is a little low. Don't catch a cold twice in three days. "

Mu Guohui was frustrated: "What can I do then?"

Mu Mian pretended to say: "It's okay, it should be fine if you get used to it."

There was a knock on the door, and Tang Ji'an came over to pay a New Year's greetings with some New Year.

As the saying goes, you don’t hit the smiley people with your hands, and they are still celebrating the New Year. These elders are more feudal and superstitious.

Tang Ji'an put the New Year ceremony aside, and respectfully worshipped Mu Mian's parents for a whole year in accordance with the traditional etiquette.

Mu Guohui could only greet people with a smile, and Tang Ji'an looked around: "Where is Mu Mian?"

There was a cough in the bedroom, and he snorted in his heart. Did this girl catch a cold when she stood outside the house last night?

He hurried to the bedroom and saw Mu Mian leaning on the bed wearing the cotton clothes at home. He frowned, walked over, and said solemnly: "Why? Are you not feeling well?"

Mu Mian quickly played it: "Well, I feel cold all over."

Tang Ji'an reached out to touch her forehead, frowning: "It seems that I have a little fever."

Behind him, Mu Guohui coughed lightly: "I am a doctor. I know how to take care of my girl. I have already given her medicine. Drinking some boiling water and sleeping will make it better."

Tang Ji'an looked around, worried: "Why is this house like an ice cellar?"

Mu Guohui: "No way, isn't Haicheng that way? In winter, it's warmer outside than inside the house."

Tang Ji'an frowned: "She is relatively weak now. Living here may only worsen the cold."

Cao Feng was very worried: "What should I do then?"

Mu Mian was nervous and looked at Tang Ji'an nervously. She didn't go through with Tang Ji'an. I don't know if Tang Ji'an can understand the meaning and understand her thoughts.

Tang Ji'an frowned and said seriously: "My Sinan Mansion has floor heating. If uncles and aunts are at ease, you can let me take her back and I will take care of her."

Mu Guohui's face sank: "How can that work?"

Mu Mian coughed more fiercely, patted his chest while coughing, and then looked at Mu Guohui sadly.