All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"How come it's not serious?"

Ning Yan asked him in return, motioning Jiang Shuangxu to get closer to the stove and lowering her head to dry her hair.

Jiang Shuangxu was a little uncomfortable with this excessive closeness. He shrank to one side unnaturally and whispered, "I'll do it myself."

"That's fine, you bake it yourself."

Ning Yan didn't insist, and even took the initiative to give way to the side, so that Jiang Shuangxu could move to perform his actions.

The man is tall, even when he was sitting, he was taller than Ning Yan, and he was a bit uncoordinated when he bent over at the moment.

Ning Yan propped her elbows on her knees, tilted her head to look at him with her chin resting on her chin, and inexplicably felt a bit of tranquility.

Maybe his hair wasn't completely dry, Jiang Shuangxu put on a high ponytail that didn't fit his age today, contrary to his previous image of a serious and veteran cadre, he was a little more frivolous than a teenager.

Just this 27-year-old boy...

Ning Yan couldn't help laughing when she thought about it, but Jiang Shuangxu was here, she really couldn't blatantly laugh at him, after all, the man was a teenager until his death, so she couldn't beat him today.

The charcoal fire in the stove was not very good. It was so close that you could still see the black smoke rising due to insufficient combustion.

Jiang Shuangxu baked her hair with her face sideways, and within a short while, a small patch of the cheek near the stove was blackened.

In addition, his skin was white, and the heat made his cheeks thin and red. As a result, he looked so dark and red that he looked like an opera singer somewhere.

Jiang Shuangxu didn't notice this until his hair was completely dry, and when he straightened up, a wet handkerchief suddenly stuck to his cheek.

"you......"

Jiang Shuangxu's conditional reflex was to hide, but the person next to him moved faster. He pressed a handkerchief directly on his face, held his neck with the other hand, and pushed him back.

"How do you..."

Jiang Shuangxu met those eyes, his heart skipped half a beat, and his voice was a little tense.

The girl leaned very close, wiping his face carefully with a handkerchief, hearing that she was dissatisfied with his wobbling head, and patted his neck with one hand.

"Don't move, your face is dirty like a cat, I'll wipe it for you."

"I'll do it myself..."

"I told you not to move."

Ning Yan didn't give him a chance to escape, so Jiang Shuangxu had no choice but to stretch his back and stiffen his neck to let her move, stiff as a sculpture.

His eyes inevitably hit the girl's face, and he traced the lowered delicate eyebrows with some confusion, and then landed little by little on the tip of her nose, the shell of her ears and the full red lips.

She was so pretty.

When this idea came to Jiang Shuangxu's mind, he felt that he was crazy, and his heart shook violently like a sailboat sailing on the sea hit a rock.

"Not yet?"

He opened his mouth and spat out these four words with difficulty.

Ning Yan didn't even raise her eyes, "Come on, come on, the quality of the charcoal is really bad, it's so difficult to clean."

She muttered a complaint, but the movement of her hands still did not stop.

Jiang Shuangxu felt a little hot, so she quietly straightened her upper body and moved away from the stove, looking away from her face.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw three people eating melons sitting in a row opposite.

All of them had suspicious smiles on their faces, and their eyes were erratic. When they saw him looking over, they looked away again, and they seemed to be wrong.

Jiang Shuangxu wanted to explain, but seeing that they were all pretending, he could only swallow his words.

Forget it, he took the initiative to speak, as if there was something wrong with them, it's better not to do the thing of 300 taels of silver here.

Ning Yan finally wiped his face clean. When the handkerchief was taken off, the original light pink fabric was blackened to the naked eye. Jiang Shuangxu pursed his lips and paused for a while, saying to Ning Yan Say "Thank you".

Ning Yan gave him a strange look, and always felt that his cheeks were redder than before when he said this.

She glanced at where Jiang Shuangxu was sitting now. She seemed to be far away from him as if he had a grudge against the stove. It couldn't be caused by the fire again.

Everyone gathered around the fire for an hour, and finally poked out the sweet potatoes buried inside when the pile of charcoal was burned out.

The sweet potatoes sent by Mother Lin were not small, Ning Yan picked the biggest one, and divided the rest among the three maids.

She herself broke off a third of the biggest one, and threw the rest to Jiang Shuangxu.

"Here, these are all for you."

Jiang Shuangxu held the sweet potato that was still hot to the touch. There was a slice of orange underneath the torn skin, and the aroma was fragrant.

He glanced at Ning Yan again and saw her holding the small piece and biting it gently, wrinkled her nose because of the heat.

"You just eat this?"

Jiang Shuangxu said that he was going to give her another half of the big one in his hand. Ning Yan thought about the roasted sweet potato just now, and hurriedly stopped him when he saw his movement.

"Eat it by yourself, this thing is sweet, I already eat too much."

She pushed Jiang Shuangxu's extended hand back with a look of disgust, looking at the third in her hand with a confused look on her face.

It seemed like he didn’t want to eat such a small piece.

Jiang Shuangxu had no choice but to take back the share in his hand, but he was a little strange, how can there be girls who don't like sweets?

But when he thought about it again, he had only met very few girls, and it wasn't necessarily girls who liked sweets.It's like he is a man, but he thinks sweets are much more delicious.

A few people quickly wiped out those roasted sweet potatoes.

Perhaps it was due to working too much during the day, but Jiang Shuangxu ate quite well that night. Ning Yan didn't say a word, watching him consciously eat two-thirds of the big sweet potatoes.

Seeing that it was getting late, the three maids finished cleaning up and were swallowed by Ning Yan.

Jian Chun originally wanted to keep vigil, but Ning Yan drove him away without saying a word.

What is there to guard against in cold weather?Is this Shuanghua Palace envied by thieves or someone assassinated her?

Not really, really not.

Jiang Shuangxu was still not used to sharing the same bed with her, but he was not as repulsive as he was at the beginning.

"Don't worry, it was too cold before, so I crossed the border."

Ning Yan said, placing a long pillow in the middle of the bed, patting her chest and confirming with him.

"It's different today. The quilts are all newly changed and it's warm. I will definitely not affect you at all!"

Jiang Shuangxu wanted to refuse, but seeing the bare walls in the room, besides the bed that could sleep people, there was also a couch by the window.

It's just that the couch is cold and hard, and there is no soft bedding on it. If you really sleep on it all night, you may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

That's all, why should he ask for trouble?

Jiang Shuangxu lay on the outside of the bed as if resigned to his fate. The quilt on his body was thick and soft, and his whole body soon became warm.

The girl beside her wrapped herself up like a silkworm chrysalis, only her head was exposed, and a happy and satisfied smiling face was reflected in the dim candlelight.

"Jiang Shuangxu, blow out the candle."

He hadn't been lying down for long when someone poked his arm.

She sounded sleepy, with a sticky and coquettish tone, as if she trusted him very much.

Jiang Shuangxu hummed, gently pushed her hand away from her arm, got out of bed and blew out the candle.

When he went back to bed, Ning Yan was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open. When she lifted the quilt, some cold wind came in, which made her shrink back inside again.