The room was a bit stuffy, so Holly opened the window, and a gust of cold wind blew in. She couldn't help but wrap her coat tighter around herself.
"Cold?"
Leo walked up behind Holly Sawyer, wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and held her icy little hands.
"Not cold." Holly shook her head. "Being with you is warm."
A sweet smile curved at her lips, and she turned her head to look at Leo with gentle eyes. The cold wind brushed her face, but it seemed to carry a layer of warmth.
Actually, the seasons remain the same, but when I'm with you, even the autumn wind is gentle, the winter snow is gentle.
"Your little face is frozen red."
Leo reached out to close the window and pinched Holly's cheek.
The young girl's face was rosy, and her nose was red too.
"Your embrace can fend off the winter's chill."
Holly turned her head to look at Leo seriously, her tone equally serious.
