He was dressed in a thin, tight-fitting outfit, agile and crisp. His waist belt accentuated his wasp waist and ape-like back, making him as nimble as a leopard. In such a frigid place, he didn't seem cold at all. In fact, Shang Ruyi, standing in his embrace, could clearly feel a familiar, fierce, burning aura emanating from his breath, even from every pore of his skin.
It enveloped her completely.
She suddenly didn't feel cold, just a bit uncontrollable trembling.
Yu Wenye, he just appeared like this?
He's really come!
She wanted to say something, but her lips parted in vain, her choked throat unable to utter a single word. Instead, in front of them, amidst the steaming blood gas, a deep voice slowly rose.
"Yu——Wen——Ye!"
Both of them looked up only to see Xiao Yuansui slowly walking over.
