Shi Niange retracted her fingers and felt that her fingertips and heart were burning.
It was clearly December, and it was already winter in Hai City. The ground was covered in snow, but her entire body was warmed up by his actions.
"Wait a minute. Where are you going?" Shi Niange looked up at him. "If you're not calm enough now, let's find a place to sit for a while. I'll accompany you."
"There's no need. Go back." Qin Siting finally spoke. At the same time, he lowered his beautiful brows and turned around.
Shi Niange looked at his back view and pursed her lips. She tugged at the corner of his shirt. "Qin Siting, aren't we already very familiar with each other?"
Her words were already considered very tactful. She did not say anything rashly. Qin Siting, didn't we know each other's heart mirrors? Must we hide our true intentions like this?
He stopped and turned back to look at her.
