"Here."
A pair of knitted gloves appeared in front of her.
Wen Ran raised her eyes, "Brother Xiao, these are..."
Xiao Chenye swallowed a bit nervously, but kept his face calm, "For you to wear. You're a city girl, haven't really done much work."
Wen Ran felt a warmth in her heart.
But before she could be moved, she heard Xiao Chenye continue, "If the crops end up a mess and you get blisters on your hands, it won't be worth it."
Wen Ran: "..."
A bit premature in feeling warm.
She felt a bit baffled.
Seeing Wen Ran not moving, Xiao Chenye pushed the gloves a bit closer in her direction, "Take them."
Looking at the knitted gloves, she initially thought she ought not to accept them without having done anything to deserve them, but after she got involved in Xiao Family matters, it felt a bit pretentious to refuse.
Besides, the way this person speaks is really lacking in emotional intelligence!
Use them!
Consider it compensation for her wounded little soul.
"Thank you."
