Beneath the tranquil night sky, a slightly chilly breeze blew gently.
The dark clouds finally scattered, and the bright moonlight shone down, illuminating two figures on the snow-covered ground beneath Bujian Peak, pressed together like a pair of clinging earthworms.
The moonlight rippled like a lake. Su Bei's hand happened to be resting in a most untimely spot, pressing down so hard that Shān Wúlán, beneath him, knitted her delicate brows while a blush crept up her cheeks.
Chapter 48