The cold wind howled, yet the streetlights, shining golden like sunlight, enveloped them, making the night feel less frigid.
In Cheng Lie's embrace, Yun Shifei felt warm, not just physically but deep in her heart.
When she threw herself at him, Cheng Lie had naturally wrapped his arms around her.
Her petite frame resembled a small animal.
His hand tightened slightly around her waist as he chuckled softly, "You ran out quite fast."
Of course she did—when Yun Shifei heard that Cheng Lie was waiting at the entrance of the neighborhood, she had dashed out without a second thought, completely neglecting her appearance.
But looking into Cheng Lie's bright and dark eyes fixed upon her, Yun Shifei knew he didn't care if she looked less than perfect.
Sometimes, she even wondered: does Cheng Lie love her deeply too? Although she had been the one to confess first, to take responsibility for their connection, his affection for her must be significant.
