Just when her fingertips were about to unbuckle his belt and reach into his pants, Wu Hao suddenly lifted his hand after standing still all this while and grabbed her wrist. Jiang Qianqian's throat was blocked from speaking, and then Wu Hao turned around and looked into her eyes. His expression was so calm that Jiang Qianqian was deeply fearful of him. She had initially planned to continue acting coy, but the words were still lodged in her throat.
Everything was silent while the snowflakes continued falling outside. After some time, Wu Hao blinked softly and spoke in a tone that was as smooth as silk. "Jiang Qianqian, let's end this."