He stared straight ahead, fixating on the pouring rain outside the window, and gave two words with righteous conviction, "To keep warm."
"..." To keep warm?
Staring blankly at his exquisite jawline, Feng Jinglei momentarily forgot to struggle free from his embrace.
Indeed, in this season, after being drenched by the rain, even though they're inside the enclosed Ferris wheel, she still felt thoroughly cold. But in his arms, it was different—she could clearly feel his warm body heat.
Yet, this reminder involuntarily brought back the fiery, passionate scene from last night, and instantly a blush crept up her cheeks, making her instinctively want to push him away.
However, he held her tightly, not intending to give her a chance to push away.
Outside the glass window, the torrential rain continued. Staying motionless in his embrace, Feng Jinglei indeed didn't feel as cold as before; her trembling body gradually calmed down due to his warmth.
