Her face felt a little hot. Her mind felt hazy. Her head felt heavy on her neck.
And so, Yan Zhiqing didn't say anything else.
She did feel a little embarrassed to be held by him.
But at this moment, she really didn't have the energy.
While her mind was feeling fuzzy, she leaned on Wei Wucai's chest. She felt really safe and became more relaxed.
She didn't know if she was feeling so warm because she was wrapped up in the jacket or because she was in Wei Wucai's arms.
Yan Zhiqing felt even warmer than when she was inside the car with the heater on.
It must have felt too safe and too relaxing.
Yan Zhiqing leaned her head on Wei Wucai's chest and started mumbling, "When you asked me not to move, I was reminded of a sentence."
"What?" Wei Wucai asked out of habit.
"Let me buy some tangerines for you. You stay here. Don't move," Yan Zhiqing mumbled.
