"If you feel cold, you can turn sideways and face me."
Su Qiao still hadn't recovered from the previous shock when the man's voice sounded beside her again.
She kept her little face stern. "I'm not cold."
Even if she was cold, she would grit her teeth and endure it.
"What are you doing?"
Su Qiao had thought that since she'd already said she wasn't cold, he wouldn't do anything else. But a large hand pulled her into his arms, and his wide sleeve covered her head and face.
Feng Han lowered his head, a smile curling at the corners of his lips. "What are you afraid of? I'm not going to do anything to you."
A fourteen-year-old girl was still a little too young, even if he wanted to do something.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes irritably and muttered softly, "Hmph. It's not that you won't—it's that you can't, right?"
"What did you say?"
Although she had spoken softly, Feng Han's hearing was exceptional, and the two of them were pressed so close together. How could he not have heard her?
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of meaning entered his long, dark eyes.
He had thought that a fourteen-year-old girl from the countryside should still know nothing...
But he had been mistaken.
Ordinary women simply couldn't compare with her.
Besides, selected girls entered the palace at thirteen, and it wasn't unheard of for girls in the countryside to become engaged at fourteen.
At that thought, something colored Feng Han's eyes. He lowered his head slightly. "The wind was a little strong just now, so I didn't hear you clearly. Could you say it again?"
"I didn't say anything." Su Qiao kept her little face stern, looking completely innocent.
"Heh heh, Little Liar!"
Feng Han didn't force her.