The boy's embrace carried a faint damp chill, Yun Shifei's head rested against Cheng Lie's chest, and she could hear the steady thump of his heartbeat.
She reacted half a beat slower, and it took her quite a while to realize what Cheng Lie was doing.
She wanted to push him away.
But the boy was much stronger, and her force, to him, was akin to a gentle tickle.
"Don't move, just hold me for a bit and I'll feel warmer." Above her head, the boy's cool voice rang out, sounding almost like coaxing a child.
"Cheng Lie, there's a difference between men and women!" Yun Shifei sounded a bit annoyed.
Why did it feel like she was always unknowingly taken advantage of by Cheng Lie?
"But I'm cold." The boy's pitiful tone emerged.
Hearing Cheng Lie say this, combined with his intentional visit, Yun Shifei's hardened heart couldn't help but soften.
