"Jiaojiao!"
Zhao Zhan stepped onto the ground nervously and rubbed his two hands together. "Are you cold? Should we get back to town?"
"It's a little cold." Yue Jiaojiao said softly, her body shivering uncontrollably from the cold. "Let's go to the residence and take a look first. It's time to make dinner. I'll just sit in front of the stove to get some warmth."
"We'll be leaving now."
"Go back home safe."
Yang Lizheng waved his hand.
Zhao Zhan's wife was so weak. No wonder Zhao Zhan spoiled her so much.
Zhao Zhan had carried Yue Jiaojiao back to the housing estate. When Li Miao saw them, she went up to them in surprise. "why are you guys back at this time? Are you planning to spend the night in the village?"
"It's okay. We'll be going back later. We just wanted to take a look at the place today."
