Quick Wear: The male protagonists all fell in love with her at first sight

Jiang Rou's face flushed bright red, her little hands tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, she lowered her head slightly, and softly called out "Prince", her voice sounded as if covered by a layer of feathers.

Ji Huaian responded softly and said softly, "You have just recovered from a serious illness, why don't you put on more clothes? What if you catch a cold?" As he spoke, he helped Jiang Rou to put on her clothes, and wrapped his warm big hands around Jiang Rou's cold hands.

His expression was gentle, his tone was caring, and his hands were very gentle as he straightened Jiang Rou's clothes. Jiang Rou suppressed her shyness and said, "I woke up and saw it was raining outside. I ran out without thinking too much."

Her words reminded Ji Huaian of Jiang Rou's playful look when she stretched out her hand to catch the rain water just now, and he couldn't help but smile.

They stood under the corridor, a cool breeze carrying rain blew towards them, Jiang Rou shivered slightly as her warm skin felt the cold rain.

Ji Huaian brought Jiang Rou back to the room, closed the door and placed Jiang Rou on the bed. He then found a dry cotton towel to wipe her hair. Jiang Rou had just stretched out her hand to catch the rain, and the ends of her hair were wet.

Ji Huaian's movements were very gentle. He felt that Jiang Rou's movements were a bit stiff, so he found a topic to talk about: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Jiang Rou was very surprised to hear that. She turned to look at Ji Huaian who was standing behind her. She seemed to have forgotten her previous shyness. She grabbed Ji Huaian's hand and whispered, "Yes."

Glancing at her movements, Ji Huaian's eyes were filled with smile. While Jiang Rou was not paying attention, he held her hand, rubbed her head gently and said, "Okay, we'll go out after you pack up."

Jiang Rou came to her senses and found that he was holding her hand. She did not resist, but her face blushed.

The rain was still drizzling outside, the air was filled with the smell of dust, and the entire city of Lin'an was shrouded in rain.

This heavy rain injected new vitality into the city of Lin'an. Pedestrians were rushing on the streets in the heavy rain. The shops on both sides were decorated with lights and colors, and everyone's face was filled with smiles.

Jiang Rou was standing in front of the window in a private room on the second floor of Weizhen Pavilion, the largest restaurant in Lin'an City.

She was dressed as a man today, with her black hair standing up high and wearing a bamboo green brocade robe. She had fair skin, almond eyes and red lips, and looked like a young gentleman.

Ji Huaian was sitting not far away sipping tea. He put down the teacup in his hand and saw Jiang Rou looking out eagerly. Ji Huaian stood up and walked towards the window.

He stood behind Jiang Rou, covering her whole body in his shadow. Seeing Jiang Rou looking out with interest, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Rou was completely defenseless against him. She turned her head to look at him, then pointed outside the window and said to Ji Huaian, "The prince is such a pitiful man."

Ji Huaian looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a young man standing under the eaves to shelter from the rain, holding papers that had already been soaked in his arms. He had no umbrella to shelter himself from the rain, so he could only stand there stupidly waiting for the rain to stop, looking very embarrassed.

Ji Huaian lowered his head and saw the emotion in Jiang Rou's eyes. He didn't like the way she only had eyes for others.

He turned around and left, opened the door, gave a few instructions and went back into the house. Seeing Jiang Rou still standing in front of the window, Ji Huaian walked up to her, held her hand and said, "Your hands are cold, why are you still standing in front of the window."

Jiang Rou was just about to explain that she was not cold, when she saw someone giving an umbrella to the man downstairs.

Seeing what the person who delivered the umbrella was wearing, Jiang Rou asked in surprise, "Did you ask someone to deliver it?" Ji Huaian did not answer, but closed the window behind Jiang Rou.

Under the eaves, Xu Yan held the wet papers in his arms and couldn't help sighing. He brought an umbrella with him when he went out this morning, but when he bought the papers and left the bookstore, he ran into a mother and son walking in the rain.

The woman was pregnant and had a child with her. Xu Yan couldn't bear it and gave the umbrella to the mother and child. He hugged the paper he bought tightly in his arms and ran into the rain.

However, things did not go as he wished. The paper he was holding in his arms was still soaked by the rain. He was born in a farming family and lost his mother when he was young. He was raised by his father alone. In order to let him study, his father usually tightened his belt.

Looking at the papers in his arms, Xu Yan has never been a person who likes to complain. He is just worried about whether the papers can still be used after they dry.

When he left, his father was still telling him to return home as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Xu Yan sighed again. He was going to make his father worry again.

At this moment, a voice brought his thoughts back to reality. Xu Yan looked up and saw a man standing in front of him.

Before I knew what was going on, I saw an umbrella being handed to me, and then I heard the man say, "My wife and husband saw that you didn't have an umbrella, so they asked me to bring you one."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yan immediately thanked him. However, before he heard the name of the owner of the umbrella, he saw the man leave. Then he saw two people standing by the window opposite him across the street.

Xu Yan guessed that these might be the master and mistress that the man had mentioned. Just as he was about to bow to them, he saw the window slam shut. Despite this, Xu Yan still thanked them while looking towards the window.

Looking at the umbrella in his hand, he thought to himself, "Seeing that the two people are well-dressed and look good, they must be from a wealthy family. I will come to the city to look for them and thank them after the rain stops."

Ji Huaian took Jiang Rou for a walk around the city for quite some time. Finally, Jiang Rou was so tired that they went back home.

In the carriage, Jiang Rou leaned on Ji Huaian and was drowsy. Ji Huaian put one hand on her shoulders and picked up a book with the other hand to read carefully.

The carriage wobbled back to the mansion, and seeing Jiang Rou sleeping soundly, Ji Huaian opened the curtain and carried her horizontally out of the carriage.

After putting Jiang Rou on the bed, Ji Huaian looked at her peaceful sleeping face, kissed her forehead, and left.

Jiang Rou slowly opened her eyes after he left. She knew the man. She had lived in the village for a while after being rescued by Wang Po.

Mrs. Wang was a gossip so she knew some things in the village. Xu Yan was known as a genius by the villagers. He was already a scholar at the age of eighteen.

Someone had previously compared Ergou and Xu Yan, saying that Xu Yan was a golden phoenix and Ergou was a pheasant, so since then Jiang Rou could often hear Wang Po cursing Xu Yan and his son.

She had also seen Xu Yan once or twice in the village. He had a gentle temper and handsome looks. Whenever there was something going on in the village, he would help without putting on airs, so he had a very good reputation in the village.

For a while, Jiang Rou set her target as Xu Yan, but later gave up because no one could predict the future and Jiang Rou never did business at a loss.

Jiang Rou was slightly surprised to see him today, so she looked at him a few more times. Although the future could not be guaranteed, it would not be a bad thing to make friends with him.

021 used all its strength to finally break free from the shackles, but because its energy was exhausted, it fell into a temporary hibernation, and Jiang Rou, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up.

She looked around, her memories in a mess, and Jiang Rou closed her eyes to sort out her thoughts.