As another wave of cold swept through, Xia Wenjin smiled self-deprecatingly in her heart.
She truly overestimated her resilience; she thought she could handle all the torment, but now she realized her body really couldn't bear it!
She lost consciousness.
But even in her unconsciousness, she could still feel the coldness of her blood freezing.
Yet, after this strand of cold, there suddenly seemed to be a touch of warmth?
Was it a stove?
With her foggy mind, she instinctively sought that warmth. The closer she got, the warmer it truly felt. It wasn't clear how long it took before she slowly regained consciousness, and upon awakening, she found herself in a warm embrace.
She suddenly snapped to, and upon turning, she saw a chin.
The chin had elegant lines but was covered in a layer of white frost.
Her mind returned, and she abruptly left this embrace, hearing a somewhat tired and hoarse voice: "Are you feeling better?"
