Without Jingyi Wang's help, Xiao li tightly clung onto him all on her own. Xiao li's weight was nothing to Jingyi Wang who was walking leisurely with ease.
The brutal and piercing winds mercilessly swept across Xiao li. It made her pull her shoulders up. She placed her face on Jingyi Wang's back, trying to steal some of his warmth.
Layers of clothing separated them, but she could still feel the warmth emanating from his body. Her slight movement tickled Jingyi Wang and he couldn't differentiate whether it was his heart that was being tickled or his skin.
He tightened his grip on Xiao li's legs. He gnashed his teeth and said, "You are beginning to pout and act more coquettishly with me"
But this feeling was great.
The feeling of Xiao li needing and depending on him was wonderful.
Upon hearing his words, Xiao li pouted and said softly, "I'm only making up for the times that have passed"
Those times when Jingyi Wang was in a coma. Those times Xiao li was abducted.
