"Is that all?" Tang Ye didn't expect that her request would be this.
"What else?" Ning Yu'er laughed in response.
Tang Ye fell silent, his gaze sweeping over her body. She was wearing only a robe, through the collar he could faintly see a patch of snow-white skin, which gave him the illusion of a warm current flowing through his limbs and bones.
"Is it okay?" Ning Yu'er spoke again, and Tang Ye came back to reality and made a joke that wasn't very funny: "Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of you?"
She was not angry at his words, instead teased, "So you're that kind of person, huh." After speaking, she pondered for a moment, "Let me think... Hmm... If it's you, it's okay! But... can I hug you now?"
Tang Ye didn't hesitate, didn't refuse, nodded his head and opened his arms, and in the next moment, softness filled his embrace, while outside, the big tree buried in the ruins of the yard was untimely covered with a touch of spring light.
