Hong Kong Mist

【Aloof Older Man × Frail, Pseudo-Innocent Flower, Age Gap + Female Lead's Deliberate Approach】

When Mr. Li visited Jing City, he returned with a young girl by his side.

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Chapter 159: Habits are really scary, and being spoiled into a habit is even scarier.

Chapter 159: Habits are really scary, and being spoiled into a habit is even scarier.

The cold is contagious, and the low temperature in the legs gradually spread. As Lin Shutang walked, he began to regret why he impulsively said he wanted to walk home.

I looked up at the road and saw that there were still two intersections before I got home.

Li Yansheng finally noticed Lin Shutang's abnormality, stopped, took off his coat and put it on her.

Li Yansheng still had his suit jacket on. If he took it off, he would be left with only his shirt. The thin fabric wouldn't be much use in tonight's temperature.

So, Lin Shutang refused: "You wear it yourself, I'm not cold."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to take off the clothes he had just put on her.

Just as his hand reached his shoulder, Li Yansheng stopped him: "Be obedient."

There was a rare hint of seriousness in his tone, but it wasn't scary.

Lin Shutang was silent for a while, then looked up: "Then you take it first, I'll give you the inner coat."

Li Yansheng knew that the little girl was often stubborn. If he refused again, she would probably not agree to wear the coat, so he did not argue.

After giving the suit jacket to Li Yansheng, Lin Shutang put on his coat.

The dress was too long for Lin Shutang. Li Yansheng wore it to the knee, while she wore it almost to her ankles. For tonight, it was quite suitable.

The sleeves were also very long, covering her hands completely without exposing them at all.

Lin Shutang couldn't help but raise his hand and put his sleeve to his nose to take a deep sniff. There seemed to be a refreshing scent of a man on it.

Then, she lowered her hand and, seemingly inadvertently, looked up to see Li Yansheng looking down at her. Under the streetlight, his dark eyes were barely discernible, yet they held a gentleness so lingering it could drown a person.

Thinking of his silly behavior just now, Lin Shutang's ears felt slightly hot. Then, he thought, in this light, Li Yansheng shouldn't be able to see his blushing.

"Are you feeling better?" Suddenly, the man's deep yet gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Hmm?" Lin Shutang raised his voice, stopped and looked up at him, then realized what he was saying and nodded slowly: "Hmm."

After receiving a call from her supervisor today, she was indeed in a bad mood. Back in Hong Kong, it was unclear when the Li Yansheng incident would end. Her supervisor asked her to go to school to revise her thesis.

That means the two may have to separate for a while.

It was something that hadn't happened yet, but Lin Shutang still felt bad when he thought about it.

She was not such an emotional person before. After being with Li Yansheng, maybe because he was too good to her, she would still feel sad even when faced with a very small thing.

Habits are really scary, and being spoiled into a habit is even scarier.

Thinking of this, Lin Shutang fell into a hypocritical mood again. On the one hand, she was greedy for Li Yansheng's kindness to her, and on the other hand, she was worried that if she continued like this, he would completely spoil her and she would never be able to leave him again.

Li Yansheng sensed her low mood again and asked, "What happened?"

While speaking, he held Lin Shutang's hand tightly, and his tone was calm, but it was not difficult to hear the patience in it. It sounded a bit like the tone of an elder who was ready to comfort the younger generation after hearing that they had something bothering them.

Lin Shutang smiled indifferently and did not say what she had just thought of. She only said that her supervisor asked her to go back and revise her thesis, and she was sad thinking that they would be separated for a while.

Li Yansheng could see that she hadn't told the whole story, but he didn't press her.

Emotions are like guitar strings. If you pull them too tight, the music may not sound good, but may easily break the strings.