Qin Manman leaned against his chest without strength, her hands still tightly clutching his shirt, her voice extremely hoarse, "I want... to put on clothes..."
Muo Huangnian watched her movements as she leaned against him, a barely perceptible pleased curve forming at the corner of his eyes, biting her ear, "Mm, but these are all other people's clothes. I don't like you wearing what others have bought. You'll get dressed when we get home."
He waved his hand to signal the secret guard to turn Wei Qian around, leaving the room. After composing himself, he grabbed a thin blanket from behind the sofa to cover the woman's shivering body and carried her in his arms, ready to leave.
Qin Manman's body, bare for so long, was finally covered, and she felt her whole body relax, but she still held on to him, afraid he would do something else.
Muo Huangnian carried her to the door and stopped when they passed by Wei Qian.
