She was wearing a pair of cotton pants on her legs, which were not the wide and baggy type worn by others, but a kind of slim-fit leggings. On her feet, she wore cotton boots that were actually snow boots with layered soles she had made herself; in her previous life, she had seen young people wearing such boots, which were quite good-looking. Unexpectedly, one day, she would be able to dress herself in such a youthful fashion. No, that's not right, she was already quite youthful — only sixteen. Yes, sixteen, an age as blooming as flowers.
"Let's go," Jian Zhiqing reached out to Qin Xiangnuan.
Qin Xiangnuan ran over, ready to follow him, but then she felt warmth as her hand was tightly enveloped in his larger palm.
She was startled for a moment and then slightly shook, her heart also inevitably skipped a beat.
Jian Zhiqing pinched the face of the girl in front of him. Don't always be so serious, young lady, you look like an old granny.
