A gust of cold wind blew, but Ding Shan did not feel cold. Her heart felt like it was on fire, and her body temperature was very high. Her face seemed to be burning.
She felt herself wrapped up by the man's passionate emotions, almost melting into that gentleness and deep affection.
After that, Ding Shan asked, "I still don't know your name."
Xiang Hong was also stunned for a moment. He then revealed a smile, "You're curious about me now?"
Ding Shan did not say anything. Xiang Hong called out his name. "Xiang Hong."
Ding Shan repeated the two words 'Xiang Hong' in her heart a few times, and it felt a little sweet.
"Xiang Hong," Ding Shan said his name and pondered for a while before saying, "I can't give you an accurate answer now. My heart is a mess. I don't want to make an irresponsible decision in this state …."
