"Don't pull it open again, you'll catch a cold." Xu Fan carefully reminded her, his fingertips brushing against her collar and adjusting it slightly.
Yu Zhi raised an eyebrow, recognizing his good intentions, and refrained from making any remarks about feeling warm.
The two of them stepped onto the softly lit pathway, slowly ascending to the tenth floor, their overlapping shadows cast upon the marble surface.
Before they even entered the corridor, the sounds of melodious singing had already reached their ears, echoing around them.
Xu Fan listened to the emotional love song and glanced sideways at the young woman.
The starlight glimmering in his phoenix-shaped eyes intertwined with the shade of blue she wore.
Yu Zhi pushed open the private room door, and as the light from the hallway spilled inside, the song coincidentally came to an end.
