It's already winter, the weather turned cold a long time ago.
How could Xia Xiaochong be wearing Ji Yang's clothes when he's injured?
Xia Xiaochong wanted to take off the suit jacket, but Ji Yang already reached out with his uninjured arm, pulled her into his embrace, and walked toward the parking area.
"Don't be polite with me... I'm much warmer than you are..."
Xia Xiaochong: "..."
What a thing to say.
Xia Xiaochong listened to Ji Yang and didn't argue back, muttering softly: "But you're the one who's injured, I'm perfectly fine."
"I got injured because of you."
Xia Xiaochong: "..."
Uh...
Alright then.
It's logical.
Xia Xiaochong chose to stay silent, but she quickened her pace, not wanting Ji Yang to be out in the cold wind too long.
...
When they were almost at the car, Xia Xiaochong saw roasted sweet potatoes being sold by the roadside. She quickly stopped, bought two sweet potatoes, and then pulled Ji Yang into the car.
