Approaching him, Yan Luoxi slowed her pace and, tilting her head, smiled mischievously as she gazed at him. The man's handsome features were picturesque, even as he cradled the rose bear awkwardly in his arms.
As she gradually came to a stop in front of him, he immediately pushed the rose bear into her arms, as if he couldn't wait to get rid of a hot potato.
Yan Luoxi held the rose bear and laughed vibrantly, "Hey, Mr. Li, it's so cute, why do you look so disdainful?"
Under the streetlight, with the fiery-red rose bear nestled in her arms, her bright eyes and pearly white teeth gleamed with a sweet and pure smile, her delicate skin tempting as fragile porcelain, easily arousing his affection.
He reached out to pull her into his embrace and helped her into the car.
