Feng Huaijin lightly frowned, reached out and forcibly lifted her chin, and said in a displeased, deep voice: "Don’t move, why are you twisting around? Doing a folk dance? Let have a look."
Su Li: "..."
A folk dance... huh.
Su Li tilted her head up to look under the streetlamp, where Feng Huaijin’s sharp eyes and brows seed to be softened by a layer of mist, a tiny snowflake fell, gentling his brows and eyes, making the world seem to quiet down.
Su Li uncertainly looked up at the sky, was it snowing?
She blinked, her long eyelashes brushed against the palm of Feng Huaijin’s hand.
Feng Huaijin jerked back his hand as if electrocuted, his tone slightly fierce: "What are you doing? Was that on purpose?"
Su Li blinked and pointed to the sky, saying: "My eyes don’t hurt anymore. Feng Huaijin, it’s snowing."
Snowing?
Feng Huaijin looked up at the night sky, tiny snowflakes fell, landing in his palm, slowly lting into water, feeling wet.
Feng Huaijin chuckled softly, his tone laced with laughter: "You call this snow? La."
Su Li glanced disdainfully at Feng Huaijin, how is this not snow? Jiangzhou Prefecture is in the south, and snow in the south is always just like this, just a little.
The snowflakes fell, landing on her hair, wet and uncomfortable, even soaking her clothes.
Feng Huaijin pulled Su Li along and took her ho.
As soon as Su Li reached her door, she couldn’t wait to dive into her bed to warm up, turning her head to see Feng Huaijin standing outside, not intending to enter.
Su Li blinked and asked obediently: "Mr. Qi, won’t you co in for a cup of hot tea?"
Feng Huaijin lowered his gaze, chuckled lightly: "It’s better not to invite in so late. I need to return to the company once more, there’s a major project recently that requires bidding."
Su Li was slightly startled, not expecting he still needed to go back to the office so late.
No wonder she’s so well-off now, turns out he’s working so hard to earn money.
Su Li thought for a mont, then suddenly leaned in and stood on tiptoe to plant a kiss on his forehead: "Thanks for helping today!"
If it wasn’t for Feng Huaijin, Yan Huan wouldn’t have lost her composure so quickly.
Feng Huaijin coughed and took a step back, noticing Su Li wrapped in a white puffer jacket, looking innocently like a round little Tuanzi, gazing at him.
Heh.
"Isn’t Mr. Qi going to the office to work overti?"
Feng Huaijin, feeling slightly awkward, muttered in a low, frustrated voice: "Next ti, could we do this sowhere else?"
Why does it always feel like he’s coaxing a child? Kissing the forehead? Last ti it was also on the forehead.
Feng Huaijin snorted coldly, put his cold hands in his pockets, walked to the elevator door and pressed the elevator button.
Feng Huaijin watched as the elevator floor numbers rose one by one, the red numbers flickering.
Suddenly, his sleeve was tugged.
Feng Huaijin looked down at Su Li, his voice chilling: "What?"
Su Li’s smile was serene and gentle: "No need to wait for next ti."
She gently stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.
The next instant, the elevator doors suddenly opened, and two won inside, about to step out, froze on the spot, their pupils shrinking, looking at the two in shock.
An Ruyi’s face turned as pale as a sheet, "You... you two?"
What were they doing?
The smile that had begun to appear on Feng Huaijin’s face evaporated completely.
"Blind?"
An Ruyi’s face turned extrely unsightly, clenching her sleeve tightly, she tried to speak gently: "I, I ca up to ask Miss Su Li sothing."
Who knew when the elevator doors opened, you’d see...
At that mont, An Ruyi really wished she could poke her eyes out!
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