Inside the house.
The cold wind surged into the room, and snowflakes also poured in through the windows and the wide-open door.
Curtains and bed drapes rustled violently in the cold wind.
The broken hair on Jiang Ning's forehead and temples was also blown about by the fierce wind.
The temperature inside the room had already dropped below zero.
Yet, Lv Yi was dressed only in thin undergarments and white cotton pants.
Standing in the cold wind, she still felt a heat inside her body, as if a volcano were erupting.
But with just a few clothes left, she felt too embarrassed to take off any more.
At that moment, Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes.
When their eyes met, Lv Yi crossed her arms over her chest, involuntarily closing her eyes.
Her narrow eyelashes trembled continuously, indicating the extreme nervousness within her heart.
At the same time.
Facing Lv Yi, Jiang Ning also felt much more at ease.
