However, as soon as he put it down, Rong Yan reached out and grabbed his nightgown.
She raised her head and said pitifully, " "It'll be even colder if you leave."
Rong Yan's hair was in a mess now, and her eyes were very clear. Her expression was pitiful and she was acting coquettishly, making people want to pull her into their arms and rub her hair.
In fact, Liancheng Yazhi couldn't help but do so. He bent down and pulled Rong Yan into his arms, his hands ruffling her hair even more.
he wrapped her up in the blanket and carried her out to look for clothes.
They returned to Liancheng Yazhi's room. The glass door on the balcony had been replaced with a new one, and all the glass shards on the ground had been cleaned up, leaving none behind.
Liancheng Yazhi had never brought any woman over to the old house of the Liancheng family, so there were no women's clothes at home. The only thing Rong Yan could wear was Liancheng Yazhi's pajamas.
