"Come out, and I'll tell you," he said.
Taken aback, Qiao Yun quickly got up from the bed and pulled open the curtains.
Through the window, she saw the figure standing downstairs.
His handsome features, in the chilly night, were filled with a cold air.
But upon seeing her, a faint tenderness surfaced on his face.
Li Hanzhou saw the light on upstairs and knew Qiao Yun was watching him, so he raised his hand and waved.
Qiao Yun hung up the phone, worried that Li Hanzhou had been waiting too long, and she did not change her clothes.
She descended the stairs in her fluffy pajamas and cotton slippers, making a 'pat pat' sound.
Li Hanzhou saw the soft Qiao Yun and slightly frowned, "Why didn't you change your clothes before coming down?"
"I didn't want you to wait too long," Qiao Yun honestly answered.
She did not know the reason for Li Hanzhou's late visit.
But instinctively, she did not want him to wait too long.
