Like a molten lava, it almost burned her to a glowing red.
Even after she had pulled the covers aside, they couldn't block the sweat continuously beading on his forehead, not to mention those eyes that had already turned a fiery red.
In such a state, Shu Wan actually felt a bit of fear and unease.
She wrapped her arms around Fu Siyu's neck, listening to his heavy breathing, feeling as if the air around her was being baked dry by the heat.
The flames casting shadows on the wall flickered, and the figures above seemed to have reached a critical moment.
It was at this moment that the door was suddenly knocked, sounding particularly abrupt in the quiet night sky.
Shu Wan and Fu Siyu opened their eyes at the same time, her gaze filled with rare confusion, while his was full of crimson.
However, within moments, the two forcibly calmed down.
