"So, did something really happen?"
Seeing Chi Jingxuan remaining silent, Qin Yuji asked softly.
Nodding his head, Chi Jingxuan sighed and said, "Let's go, we'll talk when we get back."
Returning home after a walk, Qin Yuji patted her hair and stamped her feet as they reached the steps, and a layer of thin snow immediately fell to the ground.
Looking up, Chi Jingxuan's head seemed frosted with snowflakes, and even so, his handsome and noble aura wasn't the least bit diminished. On the contrary, it added a sense of wisdom that comes with time.
"Chi Jingxuan, you're so good-looking."
She couldn't help but blurt out, Qin Yuji stuck out her tongue, then turned and trotted into the house.
Watching the clumsy figure of the little woman, Chi Jingxuan smiled indulgently.
The fire in the fireplace burned intensely, the specially customized wood emitting a faint fruity fragrance, filling the entire house with a sweet aroma.
