Gao Yuanshang walked from the scarce crowd to the range of activities, and looked at the scarce supplies, but he could not find the right mood to face it, so he just had a solemn expression on his face, and the melancholy sadness was revealed in his charm.

He turned around a pile of supplies and happened to see Song Anle leaning against a pile of supplies. She didn't notice his appearance at all, so Gao Yuanshang guessed that she was really asleep. In such a severe cold, it would inevitably be cold to be exposed, but he didn't want to disturb her, so he took a thick piece of clothing and gently put it on her.

Song Anle probably enjoyed being bathed in the sun too much, so she felt deeply sleepy and showed no sign of waking up. She just pulled the clothes on her body, but it just covered Gao Yuanshang's hand.

Song Anle just tightened his hand and was grabbed by his hand, but Gao Yuanshang did not immediately pull his hand back. He was leaning over, and it was close to Song Anle after all, so he looked at Song Anle for two more times.

Song Anle in the sleeping state is a little quieter than her usual quietness. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face makes people feel involuntarily trying to release herself. Her quietness can always make people integrate into her quietness, even if you are emotionally swelling and angry and thunderous.

Gao Yuanshang silly outlined the corner of his mouth, and he paused in a daze. Unfortunately, a loud cry disturbed his thinking.

"Anle..." Seeing that Song Xiaojing was approaching here, Gao Yuanshang quickly but carefully retracted his hand, and then left as quickly as possible, but Song Xiaojing had already appeared behind him leaving.

Song Xiaojing was holding the meal packaged for Song Anle in her hand. When she saw Gao Yuanshang who was about to leave in a hurry, she took a step back in surprise, but then she was confused by Gao Yuanshang's handsome face.

Her half-abandoned lips were speechless, and Gao Yuanshang was just a cold face. Since he had been caught, if he had intentionally avoided it, he would seem a little more, so he just stood there.

Song Xiaojing didn't know how long she had lost her composure. She finally regained a trace of consciousness, but she still stuttered: "You... are you..."

Gao Yuan still did not have the right identity to respond, so he looked at Song Xiaojing and left on his own.

"Oh~" Song Xiaojing could only look at his back, and didn't know how to ask or try to keep him.

Watching Gao Yuanshang leave, Song Xiaojing recalled that in his handsome and charming face, perhaps disturbed by the sound, Song Anle woke up from her sleepiness. Facing the bright light, she lowered her head and gently rubbed her temples to relieve her.

Song Xiaojing was probably too intoxicated, but she didn't notice that Song Anle woke up. When Song Anle saw her here, she casually called out "Xiao Jing."

When Song Xiaojing heard this, she took herself back. She turned around and saw Song Anle wake up, so she said softly: "Anle, you are awake."

Song Anle nodded. When she thought of getting up, she noticed the clothes on her body. There was only Song Xiaojing here, so she naturally thought it was her who built it for her, so she whispered, "Thank you."

Song Xiaojing was a little confused, but she immediately guessed that Song Anle's gratitude should be on the clothes in her hands, because she understood her inertia, never stayed outside and never lent to sleep on things.

"Have I slept for a long time?" Song Anle was particularly surprised by her sleepiness, because she had never fallen asleep casually outside, and she had the habit of recognizing the bed.

"No, it's just a short while." Song Xiaojing said and walked over.

Song Anle nodded. Perhaps it was rare to rest because of fatigue, so it was just a brief soothing and much more relaxed.

"By the way, Brother Cheng asked me to bring you food, come and eat while it's hot." Song Xiaojing opened the meal on the small table next to her.

Because I didn't feel hungry, Song Anle said, "Let me go, I'm not hungry yet."

"How can that work? Brother Cheng said, if you don't eat, I will ask only me." Song Xiaojing spoke in a serious tone.

Song Cheng is best at using this method to let her take good care of herself, so sometimes she will feel wronged others, but they are all her own sisters, so Song Anle is not so polite, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, he is just scaring you."

"I dare not. Last time I failed to complete the task of supervising you to take medicine, Brother Cheng punished me to stand for an hour. I should not be punished again." Song Xiaojing seemed to be doing things with caution, but she also complained about her own suffering.

"Since this is the case, why don't I know?" Song Anle never thought that Song Cheng would really punish Song Xiaojing. No matter what, he was also a brother and sister who grew up together, so he could just scare him.

"Oh, Brother Cheng just gave me a warning once, so it's nothing." Song Xiaojing smiled foolishly. Her tone also showed meaninglessness, but it was unlikely that she would do it. After all, she was a brother and sister, and with a love affair, Song Cheng had no intention of paying attention to her.

Song Anle knew Xiaojing's nature and knew that she was meticulous, so she was worried that she would think too much, so she stepped forward and held her hand and said gently: "Xiaojing, Brother Cheng is just a temper and has no other bad intentions, so sometimes you don't give it to your heart."

"How could it be? They are all my brothers and sisters. Although I have no blood relationship with you, I have long regarded you as my own relatives after so many years of careful care. How could I feel at ease with this little thing?"

Song Xiaojing's words were completely from the heart. Even if she had any grudges, she would never forget that the kindness Song Anle and the others had for her was an unrewarded kindness. Song Anle smiled with relief. Because she had not seen Qing'er and Song Cheng come back, she asked curiously: "By the way, where are Brother Cheng and Qing'er?"

Song Xiaojing smiled and said, "You don't know Qing'er's temperament yet, so how can she sort out the supplies here peacefully."

"Then she went to play again?" Song Anle was obviously worried. Because there were donations in the past few days, the number of people would be significantly increased, and Qing'er's careless temperament would inevitably cause trouble.

Song Xiaojing naturally saw Song Anle's concern, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Brother Cheng is always with her."

Song Anle nodded at ease and said, "That's good."

"Come here to have a meal now, otherwise it will be cold."

Song Anle nodded. Although he had no appetite, eating something hot in the cold temperature can also help fight the cold.

Qing'er left like this and still didn't come back until the evening. Song Cheng probably wanted to protect her, so she never returned. As the scorching sun gradually set, the cold temperature also hit, and the passers-by around the donation event became increasingly rare. At this time, an officer and soldier came to announce that due to the scarce supplies on the first day of the donation meeting, the inventory time was changed to be implemented the next day.

Until the sky darkened, Song Anle and Song Xiaojing still did not wait until Qing'er and Song Cheng came back. They were still a servant. They hurriedly came to inform them that they did not have to wait for them to come back. So Song Anle sorted out all the donated materials and was taken care of by special personnel. In the evening, due to the decrease in the temperature, they hurriedly returned to the mansion.

Song Anle was tired for a day. When she returned to the mansion, she dragged her tired body back to her memory courtyard. However, she had just entered the house and poured a cup of hot water. As soon as she was delivered to her mouth, a sweet voice from Qing'er came from the room, "Is Anle back?"

Before Song Anle could answer, she saw Qing'er wearing a thick cloak and wearing only thick socks, and ran out of the dormitory. Looking at her fluffy hairstyle, she should have just gotten up from the bed.

"Qing'er, why are you here?" Song Anle looked at her in surprise.

Qing'er smiled foolishly, and she said with a little embarrassment: "I'm too cold, so I don't want to go back."

"Then you..." Song Anle hesitated for a moment. Because Qing'er also had her own yard in the mansion, Song Anle was a little confused about her actions.

"I don't want to go back. I'm always alone, so boring." Qing'er pouted her little mouth, and her expression of unwillingness was a little pitiful.

Song Anle smiled. Qing'er could actually stay here openly, but she deliberately acted pitiful every time, which made people laugh and cry.

"Then stay, why are you still so pitiful?"

Qing'er's attitude immediately changed drastically. She smiled playfully, held Song Anle's arm very intimately, and said coquettishly: "Sister Anle is the best."

"You, just open your mouth." Song Anle pointed a little on her forehead with doting, and her endless smile showed her beautiful face.

Qing'er laughed happily. At this time, Song Cheng's voice came from outside the house, "Anle, are you back?"

Qing'er suddenly became panicked. She pulled Song Anle and said cautiously: "If Brother Cheng asks me, I will say I'm not here."

"Oh~" Before Song Anle could answer, Qing'er had already hurriedly walked towards the dormitory, but her legs were wrapped in too tight, which was not convenient to walk, so her panic-like steps seemed particularly clumsy.

Song Anle originally wanted to go up to help her, but Song Cheng's figure had already walked in, so she had to help Qing'er cover up, so she went outside and called out softly "Brother."

Song Cheng walked in front of Song Anle and looked at her with a tired face. He said with distress: "Anle, how about you? You won't be exhausted?"

Song Anle shook his head and said, "No, I'm fine."

Song Cheng smiled, he glanced at the room and asked again, "By the way, have Qing'er been here?"
Chapter completed!