It truly is a bit cold tonight, unlike the warmth of the sun during the day when the temperature was more bearable. As soon as night falls, the temperature difference becomes quite evident.
"It's okay, I..."
She intended to return the jacket to him but was interrupted as he pulled her along, intending to find a restaurant, "I'm just worried about my son getting cold."
Her movement to remove the jacket paused, and she looked up at his profile with a bit of surprise.
His son getting cold?
She couldn't resist glancing at her belly. The baby was clearly in her womb, how could he get cold?
Or perhaps he actually meant he didn't want her to get cold, and was using the baby in her belly as an excuse out of pride?
Thinking of this, Feng Jinglei lowered her head and laughed.
"Have you decided on what to eat?"
In the nighttime, he held her hand, warming it in his palm, as they walked along the somewhat chilly street, looking for food.
