Rong Si stood under a street lamp. The faint yellow light gave him a faint halo. He was tall and straight, dressed in a black coat. Even if he didn't do anything, he was the most eye-catching scenery.
Su Jiu was pleasantly surprised. She casually put on a jacket and ran out of the villa. Stopping in front of him, she looked at him with bright eyes. "Why are you here? Didn't you say you were going home?"
Because of the cold weather, Rong Si's face was a little red, but it made him look even more deep and vivid. He looked extremely handsome.
He stared down at her and said matter-of-factly, "This is also my home because you're here."
Su Jiu instantly felt a wave of sweetness in her heart. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his arms.
Although his coat carried the chill of the night, she still rubbed against it like a kitten that had inhaled catnip. She was excited and satisfied.
