"Are you cold?"
Yin Shixiu asked, somewhat... sheepishly.
He knew he might have gone too far, but at that moment, he just couldn't help himself; he really wanted to hold her, really wanted to kiss her, to swallow the overflowing love in her eyes.
As if that would make it feel more real.
Su Xiaomeng wanted to nod heavily, to make him feel guilty.
But when she touched herself, her body was still in the post-exercise heat phase.
The cold air at night felt as comfortable as a summer night's breeze to her.
Nodding seemed... a bit too fake.
So...
She shook her head and softly asked, "What about you, are you cold?"
Yin Shixiu chuckled gently, "With such a big heater in my arms, how could I be cold?"
Su Xiaomeng looked up and gave him a disdainful glance.
Just thinking about how they had been rolling around recklessly in the snow made her ears burn with embarrassment.
If someone saw them, how disgraceful would that be?
"But you're sitting in the snow..."
