He draped the coat over Qiao Mianmian. "It's a little cold at night, you can wear it."
His jacket looked especially big on her.
Qiao Mianmian looked like a child in adult clothes.
But when she put it on, she felt much warmer.
All she could feel was Mo Yesi's familiar and domineering aura.
"What about you?" She looked up at him.
But Mo Yesi was looking at her strangely.
There seemed to be flames in his eyes. His gaze was a little dark, a little deep, a little…
Qiao Mianmian felt her heart race.
She tugged at the sleeve of her suit, revealing her fair hand. "What's wrong?"
The way Mo Yesi looked at her was a little scary.
Qiao Mianmian felt like she was being stared at by a beast.
She suddenly recalled how Mo Yesi had looked at her the night she came to F City…
But that night, his eyes weren't so deep, and the fire in them wasn't so intense.
Qiao Mianmian's legs went weak.
