"Get in the car? What are you doing in a daze?" Fu Ningyuan impatiently opened the car curtain and urged her.

Hua Xiangrong looked dumbfounded and remained stunned for a while. Finally, she followed him and got into his carriage.

The carriage box is quite spacious, and there is a small table in the middle filled with desserts and fruits.

Fu Ningyuan sat with his legs spread, exposing his gray underwear, holding a copper hand warmer in his arms, stroking it gently with his long white fingers.

She looked at the beautifully made desserts, swallowed her saliva, and sat down far away from Fu Ningyuan. Even though she wanted to eat them, she did not make a sound.

She was afraid that he would treat her in the same way he did three days ago, telling her that these were not prepared for her, but that she just wanted her to watch him eat them.

"Why are you sitting so far away? Sit over here." Fu Ningyuan's eyes fell on Hua Xiangrong's pair of cotton shoes, which were already more than half wet. Her feet must be very cold at this moment.

Hua Xiangrong shrank and had no intention of going over.

If he was Little Fatty Hei, she would definitely go there, but now that he is the emperor of Tianqi, how dare she go there.

Seeing that she didn't move, his eyes darkened and he felt a little angry. But when his eyes wandered to her little face that was white from the cold, he felt a lot of unbearability in his heart.

He stood up, gave her the hand warmer in his hand, and said softly: "Wait for me in the car."

As soon as Hua Xiangrong took the hand warmer, she felt a warmth spread from her palms to her limbs, and a little cat voice came out from her throat: "It's so warm."

The corner of Fu Ningyuan's mouth curled up, he glanced at her and got out of the car.

After a while, he came back with a pair of embroidered cotton boots in his hand.

However, this time he looked much more embarrassed, with a lot of snow flakes on his forehead, hair, and crown.

The black hair is also a little messy, and the chest is even heaving due to unrest, and he is breathing heavily. It looks like he must have been running all the way when he came back.

He casually threw the embroidered cotton boots in his hand to Hua Xiangrong and said in a hoarse voice: "Put these on." Although there was a hint of command in his tone, it was more of a doting one.

Hua Xiangrong's pink face lowered, looking at the pair of embroidered cotton boots in her hands, and then at the pair of cotton shoes on her feet.

This man went out just now to buy shoes for him?

In this world, except for Little Fatty Hei, no one was so kind to her. She felt more and more that the man in front of her was the fat and dark Fatty Hei back then.

Although he didn't even have a name back then, their relationship had always been very good. She never thought that Fatty Hei would one day leave her who was seriously ill and leave without saying goodbye.

Over the years, she thought that Little Fatty Hei was sold to other places by human traffickers. Although her life was difficult, she never gave up looking for him. However, she was a low-key person and had no connections, so she never found him.

"Little Fatty Hei, that's you, right?" Hua Xiangrong raised her pink neck and asked in a delicate and tender voice, somewhat lacking in confidence.

Because she was not sure whether the emperor of Tianqi in front of her was the fat black boy she had known since she was a child.
Chapter completed!