Mu Wan stunned, opened the door for the man in front of her. Apparently, he had been sitting for too long, his legs were numb.
Shit!
Qin Mu cursed silently, determined to maintain his image in front of Mu Wan, he struggled to stand up and walked toward the living room.
Mu Wan:"..."
Why did she suddenly feel that the man looked like a left-behind child, so pitiful, waiting for her to come home?
Mu Wan suddenly felt a sense of guilt.
Originally, she really planned to avoid letting the man come and have dinner at her place.
Seeing the man freezing like this, she felt somewhat uncomfortable inside.
The temperature outside had dropped to minus five degrees, especially at night. There was no heating here, the hallway was chillingly cold.
"Sit down, I'll go outside and bring the stuff you bought upstairs."
"Sit down yourself... I bought all the stuff for you, so I should carry them in, and I will do it."
Mu Wan:"..."
