Mo Fei played games while Qian Yikun watched television. No one spoke to each other. The only sounds in the room were the international news channel reporting the latest news.
After Mo Fei finished one round of games, Qian Yikun had yet to finish watching the news. Mo Fei's ankle was completely warmed up by Qian Yikun. He even held the soles of her feet in his palms.
Mo Fei had always had a cold constitution. He knew this since the first day they got together.
Mo Fei peered at the television. "Are you regretting coming back?"
"I don't regret it. My parents are old, and I can't stay outside forever," Qian Yikun said with his gaze still on the television.
"Tsk, you've been trying to hunt me down for so many years. Now that you're not doing that anymore, your target has returned." Mo Fei looked at him with disdain.
Qian Yikun retracted his gaze from the television and looked at Mo Fei. "I call it 'arrested and brought to justice.'"
