The night was silent except for the rustling breeze of snow from the snow forest outside as the extreme cold seeped into the tent.
Yao Jing sat quietly on the edge of the mattress, her arms wrapped around herself, the chill still clinging to her despite the fire's warmth.
She glanced at Zhao Tian, who stood by the brazier "Its colder than the last time we came here, don't you think?"
Zhao Tian turned to her and smiled "Yeah..."
With a tilt of her head, she asked "You are going to stand there and stare all night? Or shall we sleep?"
Chuckling, he moved close to her "Seems like it's too cold for you..."
She narrowed her eyes at him but didn't move as he crouched in front of her, his gaze dropping briefly to the delicate ties of her robe.
His fingers brushed against hers as he reached for the knot.
Hm? Yao Jing raised an eyebrow "You are going to remove my clothes?"
