"Is it cold?"
"Not cold."
Ling Fei let him hold her hand. Her pink lips couldn't help but curl upwards as she looked at Song Tian Mo with almond-shaped eyes, "I'm wearing the down jacket you gave me, I'm not cold at all."
Ling Fei's hand at this moment really wasn't cold, it was warm and soft, holding it felt like holding condensed cream.
"You didn't wear it when you were filming." Song Tianmo huffed lightly, his gaze moved from Ling Fei's hand to her face, he met her clear eyes and coaxed softly, "The weather is so cold, just quit filming, I can take care of you at home!"
"No!" Ling Fei refused without hesitation, staring at Song Tianmo with a charming anger, "What are you bringing this up for? Haven't we already made this clear?"
She won't just become his pet! She had to work hard to become a woman deserving him, no matter where the two of them could go in the end, at the very least, she was true to her heart and had striven and fought for it.