"Is it cold or not? How many clothes shall I buy for you? "

Shi Qian lies on the sofa and smiles and blinks at Zongxia. She just wants to politely say "no", but she hesitates to nod her head and promise when she remembers that she really has no face to see.

"then I'm out of the house. Is it OK for you to stay here alone?"

"I'm ok..."

Zongxia's look is much better than before, and he is no longer a fool. He must have recovered from the shock. When I moved to this place, there were few people. I should not have been beaten by others. So...