He really didn't want to accept Su Yingxue's request.
He didn't want to have any entanglement with her, not even a handshake.
He turned to leave, but Su Yingxue blocked his path.
She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a delicate section of her arm.
The moonlight spilled over her skin like a layer of flowing starlight, highlighting her snow-white complexion and jade-like bones to ultimate beauty.
However, there were several bruises on her wrist, marring that beauty.
Chu Yihan recognized at once that the marks on her wrist were caused by his own rough dragging.
He was not one to treat Su Yingxue with tenderness, but he hadn't expected to hurt her so severely.
A sense of aversion arose within him; her skin was so tender – truly, she was being overly delicate.
"My request is not excessive, just that the night is too cold, and I wish... to borrow a bit of warmth from Your Highness, just a little will do."
