"Your hand is a bit cold, you must be freezing."
Luo Yanqing’s ink-dark phoenix eyes revealed an undeniable tenderness.
Hearing this, Kang Li paused for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Have you ever heard this saying?"
"What?"
Luo Yanqing asked.
"There’s a kind of cold—when your lover thinks you’re cold."
Kang Li walked hand in hand with Luo Yanqing, and as soon as she said this, Luo Yanqing couldn’t help but feel his face heat up, especially when he met Kang Li’s teasing gaze. The blush on Luo Yanqing’s face crept up his neck all the way to his ears. He turned his head awkwardly and coughed lightly twice, then forced himself to act serious: "That’s a new one, I’ve never heard it before."
Kang Li gave an "oh," the laughter in her bright eyes almost overflowing, and a low, happy chuckle slipped from her lips.
The laughter wasn’t loud, but it sounded incredibly clear to Luo Yanqing’s ears.
"I really do think your hand is pretty cold."
Clearly, Luo Yanqing was trying to save face in front of Kang Li, to prove he was telling the truth earlier. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Kang Li’s laughter became even clearer. But noticing Luo Yanqing’s discomfort, she scratched his palm and softly said, "Thank you for caring about me, hubby. My hand’s being held by you, and tucked in your coat pocket—it’s really warm!"
Luo Yanqing looked at Kang Li with a somewhat aggrieved expression: "Xiao Li, can you stop teasing me?"
"..."
Kang Li gazed at the man’s flawless profile, raised an eyebrow, the corner of her lips curving into a faint arc: "Tease you? Honey, are you sure you’re not overthinking?"
At hearing "honey," Luo Yanqing felt utterly comfortable, his lips curled with a smile, and his phoenix eyes were full of warmth and doting: "Sorry, wife, I really am overthinking. In this world, anyone could tease me, but you never would."
Kang Li cleared her throat, pretending to be serious she asked: "Mr. Luo, could you tell me how your emotional intelligence improved?"
Luo Yanqing replied without thinking: "My emotional intelligence was never low."
"Do you actually believe that yourself?"
Before Luo Yanqing could respond, Kang Li continued on her own: "Think about how you looked at me when we first met. That gaze—so indifferent, so distant—like you were staring at thin air, it really made me question my fairy-like beauty and charming personality. I couldn’t help but think, maybe this guy is blind!"
As she spoke, Kang Li broke into laughter.
Luo Yanqing looked embarrassed: "Back then, we hadn’t met before, so... so my attitude was inevitably a bit flat."
"And what kind of attitude did I have toward you?"
Kang Li looked at the man with intrigue.
Luo Yanqing: "You were very friendly, and you smiled."
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