"So you don't want it?" Xiao Qingcang let her make her own choice.
It wasn't that his desire for her was not high, but he had realized that in winter... practicality really wasn't high outdoors!
Not to mention the piercingly cold weather, Qianqian was wearing far too much. She wasn't just wearing a lot on the outside, thick mink fur, but also on the inside.
Moving this way was very clumsy, and it certainly wouldn't achieve the desired effect.
Confronted with his sudden strike, Shen Hanqian stared at him, at a loss, her disappointment painfully evident in her eyes, her body still reluctantly clinging to him. "Are you angry?"
Xiao Qingcang couldn't help but laugh when he saw her genuine little expression. "I am not angry."
"Really?" She asked, not quite certain.
Inside, Shen Hanqian despised herself again, why was she so useless in front of him, Xiao Qingcang?
Where was her pride? Her disdain?
They seemed to have all gone into hibernation.