Chapter 273: Threat from the Empress Dowager 6

Her beautiful eyes blinked gently, and with a soft voice, tenderly—with just the right touch of flirtatous gesture, she tentatively asked, "Chengcheng, it's getting late, aren't you cold?"

"Cold." His response was quite succinct.

Damn! If it's cold, why doesn't he go back to his room?!

Qu Tan'er felt like scratching the walls, but she refrained.

How does one cultivate gentleness? She was still figuring that out.

Thus, with a concerned expression, she considerately unlaced half of her cloak and kindly offered one-third of it to Mo Liancheng, the scoundrel, who even gladly accepted it, and went even further by pulling her entirely into his embrace along with the cloak, holding her tightly. A natural large heater, wasn't he? And he even emitted a contented sigh of comfort!

He murmured, "This is much warmer... really nice."

"..." She had a straight face.

Wasn't he angry?

"Prince, let's discuss something." To avoid feeling suffocated, she briskly turned to the main topic.