Chapter 1870 (1/2)

Moran's body can't get wet.

Qi Rui just quickly took off his coat, put it on her head, and ran to the cabin with her in his arms.

Fortunately, there was a small wooden house, otherwise they would have to huddle together with the Bodhisattva to escape from the rain.

Some of the wooden houses are broken. Some tiles are missing on the roof, and the rain is leaking inside.

Qi Rui just took Moran to break in, and finally did not get drenched in the rain.

He put Moran on the ground, low curse: ”damn the weather, how to say rain on the rain!”

Moran took off his coat and threw it to him: ”it's all you. You don't have to come up to worship Bodhisattva. Can we get drenched in the rain?”

”How do I know it's going to rain!” Qi Ruigang retorted unconvinced.

”The little monk told you that it would rain. It was your willful will that caused this!” Moran plucked her wet hair, and her clothes were also wet. She could not help shivering.

Qi Ruigang quickly went forward to strip off her coat and wrapped his thick waterproof coat on her body.

”Hold on, I'll make a fire right away.” He helped Moran sit down on the cot, and then he turned to pick up the pieces of wood that had been piled up in the corner.

Some of the wood was wet, but he picked it up to keep it from getting wetter.

Qi Rui just squatted on the ground to make a fire. His short hair was still dripping, and his sweater, vest and shirt were also soaked.

There was no door in the cabin. The wind poured in from outside. Moran felt very cold, but Qi Ruigang didn't feel at all.

He's big. He's as strong as a bear.

The block of wood was ignited and the fire soon flared up.

The air became warm for a moment. Qi Ruigang put a worn stool by the fire, wiped off the ash layer on it, and asked Moran to come and sit down.

At this time, Moran didn't confront him.

She got up, sat down, sat by the fire, and warmed up.

Qi Rui just took her coat and baked it by the fire.

He asked her, ”is there any discomfort?”