The Strongest Young Grandmother

Listening to Luo Lingchuan's words, Gu Ningxin nodded.

After Gu Ningxin entered the back room, she stepped into the tub, and felt very comfortable for a moment, with a heat current flowing through her body.

Gu Ningxin felt that the pores all over her body seemed to open.

The whole person is very comfortable.

Before, she always felt cold, this will not feel cold.

Perhaps knowing that Luo Lingchuan was guarding outside, Gu Ningxin felt a sense of security in her heart and did not feel afraid.

She can take a bath in peace.

Perhaps the cold air on her body has dissipated a lot, and Gu Ningxin's whole body is also full of energy.

After taking a bath, Gu Ningxin came out of the tub, put on clothes and walked out, her face was ruddy, her eyebrows and eyes were full of vitality, and her whole person looked more energetic.

"Brother Luo, I'm fine."

From Luo Lingchuan's point of view, such Gu Ningxin has a bright and beautiful feeling of a lotus flower.

Especially when she looked at him, her brows seemed to have a charming aura.

A faint light flashed in Luo Lingchuan's eyes, as if a dark vortex was surging, and he wanted to swallow Gu Ningxin into it.

Gu Ningxin met Luo Lingchuan's magical eyes, her heart trembled uncontrollably, "Brother Luo, I... Is there something wrong with me?"

Luo Lingchuan's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth cleanly: "The hair is still a little wet, come and bake it, and it will dry in a while."

There is no hairdryer here, but Luo Lingchuan's fire on the stove can dry his hair.

Gu Ningxin walked over obediently, then sat on the pony, close to the stove, she could see the fire burning in the stove, and she could feel the heat, as if there was heat burning her face, it was warm Feel.

Luo Lingchuan saw that the firewood at the stove was almost burning, so he continued to set the firewood and kept the flame burning.

Gu Ningxin felt that her whole body was very warm. Sitting here now, she thought of a word, that is, a small red clay stove. Seeing the firewood burning red and red, her eyes brightened.

She felt that it was a different experience at this time.

Looking at Luo Lingchuan next to her, she had a feeling that the years were quiet.

At this moment, Gu Ningxin seemed to have forgotten the previous dangers and troubles, and began to chat with Luo Lingchuan about simple topics.

"This stove feels the same as the previous stove. I heard that if there was no heating before, it was a roasting stove."

Luo Lingchuan smiled and said, "Many places now have stoves, but in winter, the stoves should be ventilated frequently."

"Yeah, but if you feel like a stove, maybe you can bake something..."

While talking, Gu Ningxin was thinking about what to bake. She suddenly thought: "Can we bake sweet potatoes and corn?"

When she said this, Gu Ningxin was looking at Luo Lingchuan with a bright light of anticipation in her eyes.

Luo Lingchuan looked at Gu Ningxin, and when she met her eyes, she knew what she was thinking.

There was a watery light in his eyes, "There just happens to be sweet potatoes, but there is no corn, we can bake sweet potatoes."

"OK……"

Gu Ningxin didn't understand why she was all excited.

The sweet potatoes placed in the gangli next to the stove were also what the farm aunt wanted to entertain them from the very beginning.

The farmer's aunt was very enthusiastic, and said that there was food around the stove, and it was fine to let them do whatever they wanted.

Of course, Luo Lingchuan was also preparing to put the money here when his subordinates came over tomorrow morning.