Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 467 - 469: Crush_1

Chapter 467: Chapter 469: Crush_1

"Ah, Nan Feng turned to look at Brother Ye next and asked, "Aren’t you cold? by my count, you are wearing only three pieces of clothing, all of them thin, and no cotton padded clothes at all?"

"I have a cloak," Brother Ye was wearing the Yamen’s uniform cloak, which made him look very handsome when he draped it over his tall frame. "And besides, I’m not afraid of the cold!"

Brother Ye had undergone the harshest training, having experienced standing naked in snowy weather for an hour at a time, so he did not feel cold.

Nan Feng was not particularly afraid of the cold either, having gone through special training herself, it was just that she hadn’t trained for over a year here and her physical stamina had declined.

But there is a kind of cold that only sets in when your lover thinks you’re cold. Therefore, Nan Feng would occasionally place her hand on Brother Ye’s, her little hand heated by the charcoal furnace, passing her warmth to him.

Brother Ye couldn’t help but chuckle, finding Nan Feng’s behaviour extremely endearing.

At the same time, he was deeply moved.

It had been a long time since anyone had been so kind to him.

...

They arrived at the Yamen.

Brother Ye got off the carriage first, and then Nan Feng was about to jump off, but he stopped her before she could.

Nan Feng thought Brother Ye wanted to help her down, so she extended her hand to him, ready to lean on him to get off, but Brother Ye had already gently lifted her down from the carriage.

Nan Feng blushed slightly: "This is the Yamen, aren’t you worried about appearing disrespectful by carrying me like this?"

"Let them talk," then Brother Ye gently placed Nan Feng down on the ground.

Looking back on when they had first entered the city, Brother Ye had always been very cautious, not daring to show affection to Nan Feng in public. But now, he would hold her in his arms in public without hesitation, and in private, he was even more...

Nan Feng couldn’t help but laugh.

She finally understood what people in love looked like, recalling in her past life that she used to wonder why young couples at bus stops would embrace each other while waiting for a bus. It seemed that they were all in love.

While laughing, Nan Feng watched Brother Ye carry the charcoal furnace off the carriage and then hand it to her. Upon receiving the warm furnace, her heart felt even warmer.

Not far away another carriage was approaching the Yamen. The carriage and its driver seemed familiar to Nan Feng, and after pondering for a moment she realised it was Mo Wenxuan’s carriage.

In the carriage, Mo Wenxuan had always kept his window open, so he had seen Nan Feng early on.

Of course, he also noticed the affectionate interaction between Nan Feng and Brother Ye.

Mo Wenxuan quickly instructed the coachman to park behind Brother Ye’s carriage and, without waiting for the driver to bring him a stool, he jumped off impatiently.

Perhaps due to the cold weather, his feet were frozen stiff. After jumping off the carriage, Mo Wenxuan slightly sprained his ankle, but he didn’t pay attention to it and went straight to Nan Feng: "Nan Feng, so you came as well?"

"Yes, the County Magistrate is hosting a New Year’s Eve dinner today, so I came to join in on the fun, why did you come?" Nan Feng asked.

"I should have mentioned it to you before, I am a disciple of the County Magistrate. I used to come here often to discuss issues regarding county management and national stability with him, so he invited me to this dinner," Mo Wenxuan was looking at Nan Feng all the time.

Her small face was red from the cold, adding a hint of allure to her cuteness.

"Oh, how coincidental," Nan Feng’s gaze, however, wasn’t on Mo Wenxuan but remained on Brother Ye.

Brother Ye’s carriage and furnace were borrowed from the Yamen, so he had to return all those items, which required quite an effort.

Mo Wenxuan happened to remark at this moment: "Oh, has Brother Ye bought a carriage too?"