"What if I'm the one feeling cold? Can I complain?" He asked her with a tone that sounded both playful and enticing all at once.
She raised her head and narrowed her eyes at him, this was the person who was all too aware of how their words came out—and how soft she was when it came to him. Even now, despite the fact that she was aware that he probably didn't feel the coldness of the air, she couldn't ignore him.
It was easy to care for him.
Chan Lee blew the air from her cheek, it was a futile thing for her to keep ignoring him for too long, "As long as you don't ask me to disrobe—complain all you want. I don't think I can help you in any way." Perhaps the notion of taking a nap or even sleeping had been completely dismissed as she answered him.
It was going to be a long night no doubt.
