Jiang Ruanxin's heart abruptly stalled, caught off guard. She felt his hand wrapped around her waist, which was quite warm, and said, "No, give me your jacket. What if you catch a cold?"
Saying that, she made a gesture to take off the jacket and return it to him.
But she was stopped by the man's hand on her shoulder.
He chuckled, "Me, a grown man, how can I be so delicate?"
"Just wear it, it's cold at night."
Jiang Ruan: "But what if you do? People have hearts, what if you catch a cold and fever? Wouldn't that be my fault? No, Bao Ye, you should listen to me. I don't need your jacket... mm..."
Before she could finish, her mouth was covered by his palm.
Why does he always like to cover her mouth!
Bao Ye, holding her, teased as they walked, "You're only in your twenties, why do you act like an old lady, nagging all the time?"
If she nags like this now, would his ears be nagged into calluses by her in the future?
