"Why don't you wear more clothes?"
Hearing the sound, there was a little weight on his shoulders, and a light-colored cloak was draped over his shoulders to cover the falling snow.
Lezhi looked sideways and caught Zhaoli's line of sight. Zhaoli did not dodge, he came closer and bent down slightly, resting his chin on the man's neck, whispering softly,
"You seem to never get tired of this snow."
Le Zhi smiled slightly and put his slightly cold fingertips against the side of the man's face.
"Are you done?"
"Well, Le Zhi, stay with me."
Concept: Thorns can also be sharp blades