Qin Mu held the cigarette between two fingers and took a drag without any disdain, immediately feeling much more refreshed.
Mu Yichen sat down beside her, watching her smoke like an addict before raising a hand to take the cigarette from her.
Qin Mu turned to him, unhappy: "So stingy?"
Mu Yichen originally intended to smoke but suddenly lost his breath upon hearing that and extinguished the cigarette between his fingers. With his other hand, he pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly.
At first, Qin Mu struggled but gradually calmed down as she felt his strong heartbeat, allowing him to hold her.
Later, somehow, the two fell asleep on the sofa, covered by the same blanket.
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In the morning, the indoor temperature was just right, while outside, it was very cold.
On this February morning, firecracker sounds could surprisingly be heard in the city. Qin Mu slowly woke up, feeling warm all around, reluctant to leave the warmth she felt.
