"Five hours ~" Xia Wanqiu said.
"Aren't you tired of sitting for five hours just to see me?" Lin Fan smiled and squeezed the girl's cold hand. His heart ached.
"As long as I can see you, I won't be tired." Xia Wanqiu smiled sweetly and leaned on Lin Fan's shoulder.
The weather was already very cold. Xia Wanqiu was wearing a down jacket. Coupled with the fact that it was quite cold here, Xia Wanqiu's face and ears were a little red from the cold.
"Silly, you're not allowed to do this in the future," said Lin Fan as he covered Xia Wanqiu's red ears.
Xia Wanqiu smiled sweetly. "But I'm willing."
Lin Fan saw that Xia Wanqiu's bag was bulging and took a look.
"Why are there needles? Why are there so many threads here?" Lin Fan asked curiously.
