Wait for the rain to stop?
Chu Nanxi's gaze fell on the rainwater flowing down the glass, her eyebrows slightly creased.
The rain was coming down hard, she had no idea when it would stop.
Her forehead felt cool, and she instinctively looked up, meeting a pair of lustrous, ink-black eyes.
Somehow, Li Hannian had moved even closer to her.
This hooligan!
She cursed inwardly and instinctively shrank back, but in such a cramped space, there was nowhere to shrink to.
The man's wet hair was hanging down, almost brushing her forehead.
His eyes were watching her from such a close distance, his lips seemingly smiling yet not smiling.
Feeling uncomfortable, she simply crouched down on the ground.
Li Hannian followed her lead and sat down, his long legs ending up against hers due to his tall stature.