Sweet Feast

At this moment, a teasing voice sounded beside her ear.

Startled, Xiaoguo turned to look at Jiang Danhe and asked curiously, "Why are you out here?"

"I was worried that my dear Madam would be cold, so I am here to bring you some warmth." Jiang Danhe gestured at the shawl in his hand. After putting it on her, he smiled and said, "You can sleep soundly now."

"Yes… I'll be able to do that after tomorrow."

After leaving behind an inexplicable sentence, Xiaoguo strode back, leaving Jiang Danhe feeling confused standing there by himself.

After catching up with her, he asked curiously, "Why tomorrow?"

"It's a secret."

Xiaoguo smiled and waved her hand before entering the house.

After a while, Jiang Danhe sighed and shook his head dotingly. His heart had melted again.

—-

The next morning, Xiaoguo pestered Jiang Danhe for a long time. Then, she came out of the house and continued to ask worriedly, "Have you memorized it?"