Sure enough, she couldn't understand the world of young people at all.
The two walked outside.
"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold dressed like that?" Di Mingchen asked.
Nangong Ran wrapped her pajamas tighter, sniffled, "I'm fine, you, what do you want to tell me?"
Di Mingchen didn't say anything, he deftly took off his coat and wrapped it around her.
Nangong Ran struggled a bit, "What are you doing, I said I'm not cold, you wear it!"
After speaking, she went to pull the coat off.
"Keep it on." Di Mingchen pressed his hand on hers, his face was undeniably serious.
"I won't wear it!" Looking at his serious face, Nangong Ran couldn't help but retort again, awkwardly trying to take off the coat.
"Be good, listen." Di Mingchen held her hand, "If you catch a cold, you'll need injections and medicine."
Perhaps because his tone softened, Nangong Ran lowered her eyes and finally stopped arguing. Instead, she asked, "Aren't you cold?"
