After a gentle bite, Song Baiyan chuckled and steadied her body, "Feeling cold but not putting on clothes, does this make you warm?"
"There isn't a suitable coat here," Tang Li answered.
Her clothes had been taken away to be washed by the housekeeping staff.
The housekeeping staff probably thought she would rest after her bath, so they didn't prepare a bathrobe for her. Now, as Tang Li returned to the guest room, she felt a chill.
Song Baiyan's palm touched her arm, knowing she wasn't lying this time. He took advantage of the moment to embrace Tang Li's bare shoulders. His shirt covered her collarbones, and his large hand held her shoulder, reducing the skin exposed to the air. The words he said next felt very warm to Tang Li's ears, "If you know it's cold, why not lie down on the bed?"
It took her a moment before she said, "Because I wanted to be with you."
Hearing this, Song Baiyan gripped her shoulders more tightly.
