Lin Yun and the Snow Maiden were about to wrestle, but as they posed to start, they suddenly felt that this wrestling match was somewhat improper.
Lin Yun's hands were on the Snow Maiden's shoulders, feeling her smooth, delicate skin and her cool body temperature, while his own temperature was gradually rising. As the Snow Maiden's arms touched Lin Yun's, and then rested on his shoulders, she became aware of his warmth, and she felt her body warming up as well.
There was a special aura about Lin Yun that she found appealing, which stirred something inside her.
"If you're ready, then let's begin!"
The Snow Maiden forcibly shifted her attention; the atmosphere was too intimate, and if they continued their standoff, things might progress in a strange direction.
"I'm ready."
Lin Yun exerted his strength tentatively, which also served as a signal for the start. The Snow Maiden began to exert her force as well, and they truly began to wrestle.
