Chapter 481 Coquetry to His Woman_1

Leng Youchen reached out to take the object from her hand, his icy fingers sliding over the back of her hand, causing Wei Anning to startle. She reciprocated by grabbing his cold, bone-chilling hand, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Seeing her take the initiative to hold his hand, Leng Youchen's mood instantly lifted. Having his wife overlook past disputes to willingly hold his hand made even the coldest weather worthwhile, "It's nothing serious."

"How long have you been waiting outside? Why didn't you wait inside?" Wei Anning bent down, continuously breathing on his hands. So icy...could it lead to a cold?

At that moment, her fear of him was the furthest thing from her mind; all she felt was urgency to warm his hands.

Loving someone might just be like this, she thought. Even if harboring resentment and blame, seeing them uncomfortable would still tug at her heart with worry.