She was wearing a scarf, and her long eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of water droplets.
She looked beautiful in a different way.
However, Gu Beixuan was not in the mood to admire her. He reached out to touch her clothes.
The air was chilly.
"You're just standing here?!"
Sang Yu bit her lips in silence.
Seeing that she didn't intend to say anything more, he reached out angrily and wiped the tears from her eyelashes.
His warm palm felt exceptionally warm on her frozen skin.
"Why are you so stupid?!"
Kubei Yan's actions were not gentle and there was a hint of anger.
However, Sang Yu's heart warmed.
She looked up at the man who was a head taller than her and said softly, "Thank you."
Gu Zeyan looked down at her with a serious expression. "Don't say such things to me again, Xiaoyu."
