"Thank you."
Beiming Han looked down at her, noting how the cold had coloured the tip of her nose red. His brow furrowed involuntarily.
Their eyes met midair. "Lower yourself a bit," Gu Qingxin suddenly suggested, observing his disheveled hair.
"Why?" Beiming Han's brows scrunched up tighter.
"Or you could just bend over!" Gu Qingxin persisted.
"..."
Beiming Han bent over a little and Gu Qingxin immediately placed a cat ear hair clip, shimmering with green gloom, onto his head.
Beiming Han,"..."
His face darkened at once and he was about to take it off.
"Don't remove it! It looks good!" Gu Qingxin quickly grabbed his large hand, stopping his action.
"Immature!" Beiming Han scoffed coldly. Despite his words, he made no further move to take it off.
"Life's exhausting as it is. What's wrong with being a bit childish?" Gu Qingxin said, thinking it was only natural.
"Let's take a souvenir picture!" She quickly took out her phone to take a selfie with him.
Beiming Han, "..."
