As much as he tried to come off as annoyed, he couldn’t help the way your smile warmed his heart. Even in the cold of the night, as the two of you danced in the rain, he felt himself melt at how happy you seemed.

White hair clung to his face, his clothes drenched as rain continued to fall down onto the both of you.

“Is this really necessary?” Yingxing spoke, a fond chuckle following his words. One hand rested on your shoulder, the other on your waist as he allowed you to lead him.