By the sink, Kang Li was about to clean the green beans that Kang Guoan had prepped along with the soaked wood ears and mushrooms, but Luo Yanqing quickly took over the task from her hand.
"Why don't I handle it?"
Kang Li looked at him steadily, her attractive eyebrows slightly raised.
"It's different."
Luo Yanqing replied, continuing to wash the vegetables, "I don't want your hands to get cold."
His words were extremely natural, with no hint of anything unusual in his expression, as if it were a normal conversation. However, to Kang Li and Kang Guoan, who was feeding wood into the stove, it had a different meaning.
"Then what should I do?"
Kang Li's eyes curved with a smile; her heart felt warm from Luo Yanqing's recent words.
But Kang Guoan felt like he would burst!
"Go rest in the living room; it's warmer there."
Luo Yanqing's eyes were full of affection as he looked at Kang Li, "Go on, the kitchen door's open, and it's drafty here."
"I don't want to."
