"Everything will be okay."
Xiang Wan hugged Fang Yuanyuan to console her. She also let her wear her coat.
"Wear this!"
Fang Yuanyuan seemed confused for a moment. "I'm not cold."
"You are. Your hands are so cold like ice!"
She was wearing pajamas at home. The temperature indoors was a sharp contrast with the temperature outside. She might have forgotten about the cold weather outside while in a state of anxiety and fear. Now that she was calmer, she was almost already trembling from the cold.
"Alright, I know you dote on me the best!"
Fang Yuanyuan chuckled in joy and wore the coat.
"My dear cousin, why did I suddenly feel that… you're so manly!"
Xiang Wan snorted. "…"
She scrunched her nose at her, but before she could say anything, someone placed a coat on her shoulders.
Oh! The real manly one was here.
