Li Qiao blinked her eyes, but in the end, she gave up the idea of persuading Shang Yu.
Although his behavior these last two days was no different than usual,
the unsettling feeling of fear of loss seemed to flare up again.
Li Qiao tucked the blanket over her legs, a glint in her eye, and grabbed his hand, saying, "It's cold, warm me up."
To her surprise, declaring herself cold resulted in her being scooped into the man's embrace.
Then, Liuyun received a meaningful look from his boss and silently turned on the car's heater.
Li Qiao: "..."
She really just wanted... to act coquettishly.
She'd been careless.
...
In the cafe, Li Qiao strolled in with Luoyu at a leisurely pace.
Xi Luo waved at her from a private seat by the window and, as soon as Li Qiao sat down, she pushed a coffee cup in front of her, which surprisingly contained fragrant milk.
Li Qiao's eyelid twitched, and she tapped the cup, "Just you alone?"
Xi Luo looked at her watch, "Five more minutes."
