Yin Baishuang furrowed her brow, her face cold: "Alright, alright, so he's truly a delicate and fragile young master, huh? You just can't stand him being in such cold and snow, can you?"
Being robbed of men by all sorts of women is one thing.
But in this world, none of the men are easy to deal with!
"Rong Lijun" pretended to cough weakly, as if fearing the world would not be chaotic enough.
Baili An, seeing her about to cry, immediately took "Rong Lijun's" umbrella.
Holding an umbrella over each of their heads, not a bit of wind or snow touched them.
While he himself stood foolishly outside the umbrellas, battered by wind and snow.
He lowered his voice and explained with pressed lips: "Xiaoshuang, the snow and cold of Shifang City, she still has a child in her belly, she can't be exposed to cold at a time like this."
"Right, right... I can't handle the cold, after all, my belly... huh?!! A child? What child??"
