Su Ruowan's heart trembled violently. She blinked and didn't say anything. She slowly took her hand down and put the key back into her bag.
Finally, she turned around and saw the man standing behind her. She did not know if it was because something was on her mind, but she did not hear any sound.
Su Ruowan reached out and touched her heart. She lowered her eyelashes, a little frightened.
"What were you doing standing here just now?" Jing Muchen looked at the little woman who only reached his shoulder. She was not wearing a scarf or gloves. A corner of the scarf was revealed from the light yellow bag at the side…His eyes unconsciously narrowed as he reached out to hold her hand. It was indeed cold.
