Meng Ke reached out to hold her hand, "Xiaoxiao, your hand is cold. Let's get in the car first and find a warm place to talk."
Bai Xiaoxiao's hand was held by him. She didn't resist and just smiled, "Your hand isn't warm either."
"Exactly, that's why we're finding a warm place, come have something to eat with me."
"You haven't eaten yet?"
Bai Xiaoxiao blinked, looking at Meng Ke in surprise.
He called in the afternoon and said he had landed.
Several hours had passed, and he still hadn't eaten?
"Get in the car first."
Meng Ke smiled, turned around to open the car door, and half-pushed her inside.
Bai Xiaoxiao withdrew her hand from his grip, bent down, and got into the car. Only then did Meng Ke walk around the front of the car and sit in the driver's seat.
As soon as they got in, he turned on the air conditioning.
Ten minutes later, Meng Ke and Bai Xiaoxiao were sitting in a warm restaurant.
Because it was a private room, it was particularly quiet.
