Lu Mian took the initiative to walk over to Xiao Qimo's jeep. She was clad in a black trench coat, hands tucked in her pockets, tilting her head to look at the man behind her.
Fine snowflakes dusted her hair and shoulders, adding a touch of playfulness and softness to her cool demeanor.
"Aren't you cold? Why don't you hurry up~"
The end of her sentence was drawn out a bit, soft and with a hint of drowsiness.
Xiao Qimo quickened his pace to follow her.
Instead of heading straight to the driver's seat, he first approached Lu Mian, brushing the snowflakes off her clothes. Then, he gently tousled her hair, the tenderness endless.
"Let's go, my... girlfriend."
Lu Mian curled her lips: "Thank you, my... Mister Driver."
"You little rascal!"
The man cursed as he opened the door for her.
Once they were both in the car, Lu Mian had already fastened her seatbelt. Xiao Qimo glanced at her and slowly started the vehicle.
