Xu Musen's eyebrows twitched as he looked at An Nannan in his arms, whose temperature had stabilized, and then he looked up and made eye contact with An Nuannuan.
An Nuannuan knew what he was about to do; she paused slightly but still nodded and said softly, "Give Nannan to me."
Xu Musen slowly lifted her out of his arms, bit by bit. Children of that age always slept well, and after leaving Xu Musen's embrace, An Nuannan was held by An Nuannuan.
She skillfully buried her head into that enviably comforting spot, continuing to sleep sweetly.
Xu Musen then turned around to face Yao Mingyue, who was shivering uncontrollably. Without hesitation, he gently pulled her into his arms.
Yao Mingyue felt like a drowning person who had finally grabbed onto a lifesaver, that familiar and warm place finally offering her a sense of security.
Xu Musen held her hand, which was cold as ice, and placed it on his waist to warm it up.
He also gently warmed her equally cold feet with his feet.