Ji Chuan lifted his head, and at the moment he saw Yan Huan, he was momentarily stunned, then his expression became much more colorful: "Where have you been? Were you out fixing someone's stove?"
"Huh?" Yan Huan was momentarily puzzled by Ji Chuan's question, "Why are you asking me this? I saw you got caught in the rain and was worried you'd catch a cold, so An Hao and I went to a local's house to borrow their stove and made ginger sugar tea to warm you up!"
Yan Huan took Cheng Yue's large enamel mug and poured a big cup full of ginger sugar tea from the kettle, then handed it to Ji Chuan: "Come on, drink it up and you'll feel a lot warmer!"
Ji Chuan took it and glanced at An Hao.
An Hao waved his hands quickly: "This wasn't my idea! Making ginger sugar tea for you was Yan Huan's suggestion. This has nothing to do with me! I was just accompanying! If you want to thank anyone, thank Yan Huan!"
"Thank you." Ji Chuan smiled at Yan Huan, his eyes so gentle they could melt someone.
