"Master Zhongnan, I'm cold."
The two had been sitting for a while when He Zhaolian suddenly spoke up.
"Put this on!"
Upon hearing this, Li Zhongnan casually tossed her a set of old clothes.
He Zhaolian gave an "Mmm" and put on the clothes.
After sitting in silence for a few moments, she bit her lip and said, "Master Zhongnan, I'm still cold!"
Li Zhongnan looked at her suspiciously and threw her another set. This woman quickly put on the new clothes and continued, "Master Zhongnan, I'm still very cold!"
Li Zhongnan was speechless and spread his hands. "That's all I have!"
"Can... can you hold me then?" He Zhaolian shyly asked, her face flush with embarrassment.
"No!" Li Zhongnan answered at once.
It wasn't because he was prudish or that she was ugly.