The man stood still in front of her, leaned down, and lifted her chin. "It's so cold, what are you spacing out here for?"
Li Qiao looked up at his silhouette against the light, her pupils gradually focusing.
Before she could speak, Shang Yu pulled her arm and dragged her into his embrace. After a rustling sound, the cape fell onto her shoulders.
"Did you see Yin Mo?"
The man wrapped her in his arms and led her to the other side of the square.
Distracted, Li Qiao responded, while her other hand grabbed the hem of the cape and muttered, "Why is this so long."
Shang Yu turned his handsome face, glancing at her furrowed little expression, and curved his lips teasingly, "Shall I carry you?"
Li Qiao held the hem of the cape with one hand and sighed softly, "No need, that's too pretentious."
It wasn't a big deal, she just couldn't figure out Yin Mo's actions and was a bit annoyed.
A few minutes later, they got into the car.
