Spoiled Rotten
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Huo Shaoheng parked in front of the iron gates of the official residence and the sentinels at the door gave their salutes.
Gu Nianzhi got out of the car but immediately shrunk back from the icy wind. It was far too cold, whereas the car had been toasty like the warm March weather tended to be.
Outside, however, it felt like the middle of winter. Huo Shaoheng came out from the other side of the car carrying his cashmere scarf. Walking up to Gu Nianzhi, he tied it around her neck. She had only worn a Hermès silk scarf to match her outfit, but it did nothing to keep her warm. The cashmere scarf carried Huo Shaoheng's warmth and, she fancied, his embrace.
Gu Nianzhi caressed the scarf, then looked at Huo Shaoheng's neck. "Aren't you cold, Huo Shao? Let's go inside now."