It wasn't caused by the cold; it was clearly from running.
Xi Siyan paused for a moment, immediately took out the key from his pocket, and went inside.
Right after, he went to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and wrung out a warm towel.
"Want to wipe your face?"
Zhou Chengchen took it and slowly wiped her little face, which had already become numb from the cold. Xi Siyan, however, had already pulled her to sit down, squatted down, and took off Zhou Chengchen's shoes and socks, putting her feet into the warm water.
The water wasn't actually hot, but Zhou Chengchen's feet were so cold that it felt scalding at first touch. Her fingertips barely touched it before she pulled them back immediately.
"Hot!"
Xi Siyan looked up at her, held her feet in his embrace with his own body heat for a while, and then put them in the water again: "Better now?"
"Mm."
