Why are you so worried about old cotton? Do you want her to be more ill? "

Mu Guohui fell into a fierce ideological struggle, and Mu Mian was still coughing miserably.

Mu Guohui loves her daughter and doesn't want her to suffer. Mu Mian was scalded on her back. Recently, she has been lying in the hospital. Her resistance is not good. However, this winter is really cold, and the home is like an ice cellar. In the long run, his body will certainly be unbearable.

"You can live in the past, but your mother will take care of you with you," he decided

Let a girl live alone in a man's home, he must be worried.

Mu Mian looks at Tang Ji'an in embarrassment, but Tang Ji'an nods: "good."

Mu Guohui then went to pack his bags and said to Cao Feng, "you live in the past, and you should guard against the vice court of Tang Dynasty, do you know? Don't let him do anything out of the ordinary with us cotton

Cao Feng whispered, "Tang vice court doesn't look like this kind of person."

Mu Guohui light tut A: "you do not understand men, anyway you want to look at them."

Cao Feng nodded: "don't worry about it."

Therefore, on the first day of the new year, Mu Mian was wrapped into a zongzi and sent to Tang Jian.

She was glad that her mother had a soft heart and a soft ear. Even if she went to Sinan mansion with her, it would not help.

Tang Ji'an did everything by herself. When she came to Sinan mansion, Cao Feng was shocked: "this room is really warm. It feels like spring."

Tang Ji'an smiles: "well, the room is equipped with floor heating, auntie, you live on the first floor. I'll call aunt Lin to help you clean up the room."

Cao Feng hurriedly said, "I will come by myself, I will come by myself."

Tang Jian held Mu Mian: "then I'll take her to the second floor."

He carried her luggage in one hand and helped her up to the second floor. As soon as Mu Mian entered the room, he was happy: "the road is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high. Did old Mu never think of it?"

Tang Jian squinted at her: "what do you mean?"

Mu Mian said triumphantly, "I didn't cover the quilt when I went to bed last night. You cooperated well."

"Do you mean you want to come to me and make yourself cold on purpose?"

Mu Mian nodded: "I can't think of any other way. My father usually looks kind, but actually he is a very stubborn person."

Tang Jian was angry and distressed and pushed her head: "how can you make fun of your body? You just came out of the hospital, and now you have a cold, you... "

He was so angry that his words were exhausted.

"It doesn't matter, just take some medicine, I can live in your side for a period of time, my father has no way to take me."

Tang Jian was speechless and choked: "you girl..."

Tang Jian asked her to lie down on the bed, and then covered her with a velvet quilt. Next to the big window, the floor was warm and the sun was warm. The room was so warm that it was totally different from the ice hole in Mu Mian's house.

"Rich people really enjoy it," Mu said

Tang Jian poured her a cup of hot water: "aren't you rich, too?"

Mu Mian touched his neck: "but I don't think you will enjoy it. Because I'm not from a wealthy family, my consumption concept is still similar to that of my parents, and I'm not willing to spend money."