"Feng Chengjin! What are you doing! I don't want it!" Gu Zixuan's fingertips trembled, just about to take it off.
Feng Chengjin just smiled, and after buttoning up, stepped back half a step.
"If you don't want it, just throw it away."
Clearly implying that if she didn't want it, he wouldn't wear it again, making Gu Zixuan purse her lips tightly.
Then, Feng Chengjin lowered his head and said, "Or are you worried that I'll be cold and want to give it back to me?"
Made Gu Zixuan pause, hardening her heart, she turned her face away and said, "Who cares if you're cold or not! If you don't want to wear it, who can stop you!"
And walked forward.
Seeing this, Feng Chengjin, noticing that Gu Zixuan was willing to wear it, sighed in relief, hooking his lips.
Upon hearing Gu Zixuan's chilly words, he laughed self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and followed her.
The import-export supermarket wasn't far, but not too close to the Gu Family's house.
