Just as Natasha secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, a long, thin wooden stick holding a kerosene lamp was carefully extended back into the bedroom.
Feng Shan's resigned voice then filled the air.
"Take the lamp. There's a spare animal-hide coat in the cabinet, along with some thermal clothes I bought. They've never been worn."
Natasha quickly wrapped the blanket tightly around herself and tiptoed off the bed.
She reached out, took the kerosene lamp, then scurried back to the bed like a startled rabbit.
"Come out for a meal once you're changed." Feng Shan pursed his lips in the direction of the bedroom before turning and walking back to the kitchen.
The dim, yellow light of the kerosene lamp flickered in the darkness of the bedroom.
「A short while later.」
Natasha emerged from the bedroom, carrying the kerosene lamp, a hint of shyness in her expression.
