He reached out to hold her hand, but it was ice cold.
Gu Qimiao rolled her eyes at him, grabbed his hand and put it inside her cotton coat pocket, "It's warmer in here."
She was about to pull her hand out, but he held onto it and said, "Your hand is even warmer."
She looked at his thin suit and asked, "Why are you dressed so formally today?"
"Trying to look handsome to pick up some girls."
"You're never serious! If you're going to look, do it properly! Hasn't your mom been nagging you about this for a long time now?"
At these words, Gu Moming glared at her, "Do you really want me to get married?"
Gu Qimiao looked carefree, "Why wouldn't I? It feels like a burden is lifted off my shoulders! So relaxed!"
Gu Moming slapped her on the forehead, "Then you keep carrying it!"
Gu Moming seemingly walked away nonchalantly, but deliberately headed in the opposite direction of Shen Yanchen, only to bump into Fang Shaobei walking towards them.
