Chapter 97

"I like it." Yi Jinli smiled slightly and put down the tag in his hand. "Sis, I will buy you a thousand or ten thousand sweaters in the future. You wear them as much as you like."

"A thousand or ten thousand? How would I even get to wear them all?" Ling Yiran couldn't help laughing. "By the way, let me measure the size of your hand."

As she spoke, she took a leather ruler and took his hand to make some measurements.

He frowned slightly. He could feel that her hand was very cold when their skin touched. "Don't knit, your hands are too cold," he said.

"It's okay. Hey, don't move your hand, or the measurements will be no good," she muttered before taking his hand again and once again adjusting the positions of his fingers. "We're in the house right now, so it can't get that cold. If it was in the early morning outside or when I was sweeping the road at night, now that's cold. Even if I wore gloves during those times, my hands would get so cold that I could barely feel them."

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