The winter days in Luo city were dry and cold. In non-snowing weather, there would be wind almost every day.
The wind could almost dry all the moisture on a person's body. If one didn't wear a mask and walked outside for a day, it felt like one's face would be blown apart.
Ji Mianmian had run out in a hurry just now, so she did not wear her gloves or hat.
Her hair was blown into a mess, and her hands and face were red from the cold. However, her eyes were exceptionally bright.
Murong Mian looked straight at her. She didn't move, nor did she reach out.
Ji Mianmian felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She grabbed her hair."You ... Better put it on!"
"Are you this nice to everyone you meet for the first time?" Murong Mian asked.
Ji Mianmian shook her head."This is ... Our second time meeting."
Sometimes, when she wanted to be good to someone and care for them, she couldn't control herself. It was as if she was possessed and couldn't see his bad side.
