Su Wanxia pouted again in dissatisfaction before she followed him out.
Once they arrived at the hospital garden, the dazzling sunlight immediately bathed her in warmth.
It was currently winter, and the flowers had all entered their hibernation state, only the evergreen plants added a streak of green scenery to the garden.
Su Wanxia quickly took off her mask, but it was too late for Mu Yingchen to stop her.
She chuckled, "Wearing a mask is so stuffy, and you won't let me breathe some fresh air when I finally get the chance to come out." Then, she stuffed the mask into his large hand.
Removing the mask, she immediately felt a coolness on her face, which was comfortable as the sunlight was good and mild on her skin.
Mu Yingchen looked at her with a helpless smile, always like a child, so disobedient.
Su Wanxia stretched out her arms and took a deep breath.
