Rain fell from the moonlight.
"Ah, it's not small. My clothes are going to get wet!" Li Piaoqing raised her head to see the sky.
Indeed, it was not like the drizzle that day on the lake. The raindrops were like grains of rice, not very large, but still dense.
However, Pei Ye didn't get wet. He walked under the eaves, poked his head out and looked at the night sky, nodding in agreement: "It's indeed not small."
The young girl bit her lip and stared at him.
"What's wrong?" Pei Ye turned his head and asked, and then he was pulled out from under the eaves. When he looked back, the girl had already hidden on his right side.
The cold rain hit his body, and Pei Ye felt a sense of déjà vu.
"... Li Piaoqing."
"Hmm?"
"This is the second time you've done this."
"Yeah! It's the second time, and yet I still had to take initiative."
"Why can't you get rained on, but I can?"
"My clothes are getting wet."
"...The one I'm wearing now is also expensive."
"I bought this for you!"