C665 A rare moment of warmth

Mo Xiaoran bent down, and used a wooden stick to pull out the burning firewood, allowing the soup to simmer slowly.

"Do you want a glass of water first?" Xiao Menghan got up and took a bamboo cup from the stone table and handed it over to Mo Xiaoran. He made this himself, so the things here are almost all new.

Mo Xiaoran took the cup. The water was still warm