Xingyu woke up feeling hot. Her body was pressed tightly against a scalding heat source, and her entire frame was slick with a dizzying film of perspiration. Stray locks of hair, damp and disheveled, clung to her cheeks, and her golden eyes were wet and clear, resembling a moon fished out from the water.
Struggling with all her might, Xingyu managed to wriggle her head out from the tight crook of his arm, tilted her head back, and took deep, greedy gulps of the slightly chilly air.
Yet as she swallowed the air, she noticed her throat felt somewhat dry and uncomfortable.
Chapter 196