Otherwise, he would always find ways to keep her for a couple more hours.
Wen Yi glanced at him, didn't raise any objections and turned to leave, with Mo Shichen following behind her.
As she was putting on her coat at the entrance, Wen Yi saw the man also preparing to take his coat and couldn't help but say, "Don't follow me outside, you'll catch a cold in the wind, and then you'll have a fever and a cough."
Watching him cough felt painful.
Mo Shichen looked at her, a slight curve forming on his lips, then he withdrew his hand reaching for the coat, "Alright," he chuckled softly, "I'll get better as quickly as possible, and then come to find you personally."
"..."
Why does it sound like she is looking forward to him showing up when he says that?
Wen Yi glanced at him, too lazy to argue further, put on her shoes, and left without looking back.