After an unknown period of time passed, the eyelids of Lin Xintong, who was in deep sleep in the hot spring, began to jump gently.
In her dreams, Lin Xintong was experiencing a completely different scene…
She was constantly walking through the cold biting wind. In front of her, there was that obstinate figure that pulled her along. Lin Xintong's internal frost Qi could no longer be suppressed. The moment she tried to let her fingers go, so as not to be a burden for the figure… heat suddenly came from that figure's palms. It caused her body to tremble and it was extremely painful.
She felt like she was being burnt to death by the heat, but at that moment, the figure suddenly turned around and embraced her.
His arms were strong and forceful. He tightly embraced Lin Xintong, as if he wanted to merge her body into his.
Lin Xintong was at a loss momentarily. Ever since she was young, she had never been hugged by a man in this fashion.
