Chapter 689 Confession

Lincoln wore a long woolen coat, which made his figure slim. It was late at night, and only the two were in the quiet street... Zayla wanted to cross the road, but he stopped her. He looked at her, shook his head, and said lips to her... "Wait for me where you are." Zayla understood, and she didn't move anymore, just looked at him through the snow curtain. Then, she saw him striding forward with long legs and walking in front of her unswervingly. "Why are you here?" She asked. "Pick my little girl home." Before Zayla could react, he had already opened his coat and embraced her. Warmth swept over, cold dispelled. Snow fell all over their heads... The figures of the two, one tall and the other low, were stretched long by the lights... Zayla's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were flushed. The long