After I Got Pregnant With The Hero’S Baby, I Ran Away With The Ball. Chapter 11

The air was cold, like the reddened fingertips of a master craftsman frozen mid-sculpt. Wei Lin retracted his hands and rubbed them together inside the fluffy fox fur cloak to generate warmth, failing to notice Duan Xi’s right hand that had extended and then stiffened mid-air. The latter nonchalantly adjusted Wei Lin’s slightly messy collar, offering a casual reminder: “If you’re afraid of the cold, don’t stick your hands out.” Wei Lin’s eyes flickered slightly, and he gave a faint hum in…