Yan Xiaoran rubbed her forearms with her hands as felt like the air was getting colder as the time passed by. But before she could turn around so she could go back inside, she felt a warm feeling embracing her from behind, giving her comfort through the cold night.
Startled at the sudden foreign warmth, Yan Xiaoran abruptly turned around with a puzzled expression on her face as she saw Alexander standing in front of her.
"Mr. Qu," she softly said.
When her voice landed on his ear, Alexander felt as if a feather was tickling his ear. It made him purse his lips, trying to stop the feverish feeling rising from the bottom of his stomach.
"Why are you outside?", he cajolingly said.
"I was trying to get some fresh air." Yan Xiaoran replied, unconsciously gripping the cloth that was wrapped around her shoulder to let it embrace her tighter.
