Su Li was completely confused and had no idea what kind of riddles these two were playing.
Su Li walked in, and before she could ask anything, her icy hand was taken and wrapped in Feng Huaijin's, steady warmth pouring into her. She instantly felt that her hands, frozen into ice claws, had come back to life.
Feng Huaijin cast a glance at Feng Ciye, then frowned at Su Li and said, "You went out to buy New Year's goods—why didn't you wear gloves?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently breathed warm air onto her hands.
Su Li noticed that Feng Ciye and that middle‑aged woman were both looking at her. Blood rushed to her face and she couldn't help blushing.
Su Li glared at Feng Huaijin. There he went again.
Doing it on purpose for Feng Ciye to see, probably. But they'd only shared a glass of water and chatted about some things, right? And he was already getting jealous.
