Xi Siyan heated breakfast and returned to see this scene.
Weiwei frowned slightly, "What happened?"
Zhou Chengchen was covering her foot while looking up at Xi Siyan, speaking pitifully, "My foot is cold."
Zhou Chengchen hadn't intended for Xi Siyan to know she'd been waiting at his door for over an hour. Although Xi Siyan was indifferent, Zhou Chengchen knew he cared about her. Anyway, she'd waited without wanting him to feel guilty.
But now that he had noticed, she didn't hold back, acting as pitiful as she could.
Her bright eyes were now unbelievably endearing.
Xi Siyan sighed, stepped forward, and held Zhou Chengchen's foot.
Maybe due to heating breakfast earlier, Xi Siyan's hands were very warm, so when he held Zhou Chengchen's foot, it even felt a bit hot.
However, what was even hotter was her face; for a moment, Zhou Chengchen wasn't even concerned about whether her foot was cold or not.
