The man's unique aura wrapped around Su Qinglian's body, and his body gradually warmed up.
"Is it still cold?" A wave of concerned greetings came from above his head, Su Qinglian subconsciously nodded his head, "I'm not cold, I'm much better." With that, Su Qinglian embarrassedly pushed Shi Hanmo away and tightened the jacket that the man was wearing.
"President Shi, I... "I'm cold …" Mi Er miserably turned around, her petite face turning purple. Looking at the expensive suit that was draped over Su Qinglian's body, she hesitated and said, "President Shi, you … Do you have any spare clothes? "
"Puchi." Su Qinglian looked at Mi Er's angry and funny expression, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Shi Hanmo, who was sitting beside him, had a heavy gaze, and looked at Mi Er expressionlessly, not saying a single word.