Su Li rolled up the blanket, wrapping it around herself like a cocoon, then looked at him and said, "I'm not letting you hold me."
There was nothing more childish than this, but in Wei Chengfeng's eyes, he found her to be one of the rare adorables in the world.
He didn't fight for the blanket; instead, he lay down on the other side as usual, with his arm draped over her, holding this 'giant cocoon'.
Su Li tilted her head, looked at him, moved a bit, and asked, "Aren't you cold?"
"Cold, yeah, but what can I do? The blanket is all on your side. Do you think I would compete with you and the one in your belly for the blanket?"
Chengfeng spoke with such manliness—a big man, even if he froze, wouldn't let his woman and child catch a bit of cold.
Although Su Li knew he was playing the pity card, her heart was still warmed. Although she still didn't move, she had already started to get tangled up inside.
