"From now on, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to hide it from me, do you hear?"
She gently pushed him away, poking his nose with her finger.
He slightly curved his lips, and with a teasing smile, he bit her finger.
The tip of his tongue lightly grazed her fingertip, a peculiar sensation transmitted from her finger.
Facing his scorching gaze, her face started to heat up...
"You're biting again, Tingxuan, you're such a dog!"
Seeing her embarrassed expression, he laughed joyfully.
Releasing her finger, she finally withdrew it and stamped her foot playfully, wiping it on her own coat.
He unzipped his thick coat, loosened his scarf, and wrapped it around Han Yi's neck, gently pulling her into his embrace, then fastened the coat to encompass her within his arms.
"Still cold?"
"I wasn't cold to begin with…" She rolled her eyes at him, with just a little exertion, her whole body pressed against his warm, strong chest.
