Chapter 291: She tilted her head, and her warm, soft lips landed on her face.
Chi Huan naturally understood what those words implied.
Regarding such matters, she could neither do anything substantial nor give any forceful suggestions. After sighing inwardly, she bent down to pick up the teacup and held it in her hands.
It wasn't long before Mo Shiqian returned.
His expression was very calm, and besides some fatigue and repression, no other emotions could be discerned from him.
As soon as he entered, Chi Huan walked over with a cup of hot tea and handed it to him with a soft, gentle voice, "It's cold outside, have something hot to drink."
The man glanced at her...
Even though they hadn't seen each other for just one night and less than a day, there was an illusion of having been apart for a long time.
Mo Shiqian took the steaming teacup with one hand while his other hand took hold of hers, the one that had passed the blanket, enveloping her soft and boneless little hand in his palm.