Warm Wind and Cold Yin

Wen Yinhan looked at the long street, the evening breeze blew by, bringing a bit of coolness. Suddenly, she felt warm all over her body, and she was covered in a cloak, with the warmth from that person and the faint scent of sandalwood from that person. Nan Fengming tied the cloak for her and took her hand naturally. The two of them still didn't speak, just holding hands and continuing to walk forward.