Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The two of them were very close to each other. Their noses were almost touching and Nan Zhi’s breathing immediately sped up.
There was an indescribable panic within her as she stared into his deep black eyes. Her heart beat kept increasing, she couldn’t stop it even if she wanted to.
Dragging her gaze away, she did not even dare to look into his eyes for too long. “… What do you mean?”
The man still exuded an aura from within him that charmed people, even if he did not do a single thing.
Mu Sihan raised his long, well-defined fingers and pinched Nan Zhi’s exquisite chin. Then he turned her petite face towards him and forced their eyes to meet. “I’m very cold right now.”
He wasn’t lying. The hand that was holding onto her fingers were freezing cold. They were as cold as the ice in the middle of winter.
Nan Zhi said with slight worry, “I’ll go and collect more wood to make the fire bigger.”
Mu Sihan pursed his pale lips. “The fire isn’t useful for me, no matter how big it is.”
Nan Zhi had also noticed that something was wrong with him. After all, she was completely warm from the fire, yet it hadn’t helped him at all. He was still completely cold.
“Then what can I do?”
Mu Sihan pulled her slender hand and put it against his lips before he kissed her fingers. The eyes staring at her burned a smouldering black. “Help me.”
Nan Zhi did not really understand what he meant.
Did he want her to hug him tightly to keep warm?
She would do it.
There wasn’t time to think too much in this kind of situation. All she knew was that she couldn’t let anything happen to him.
Stretching out both of her arms, she reached over to hug him. However, she was stopped by him very quickly. “Just hugging isn’t enough.”
Just as Nan Zhi was about to ask him how she could warm him up more, when the man lifted her chin and his thin lips pressed against hers ruthlessly.
With demanding aggression, he forced her lips open and pressed his tongue against her teeth, before plunging into her mouth and twirling madly against her tongue.
His breathing was very heavy. Unlike the usual heat, it was refreshing and cold. Her senses were quickly surrounded by the man’s chilled breath.
For the first time, Nan Zhi did not resist or struggle when he kissed her forcefully. If this could warm him up, she was willing to cooperate. Just this once.
From the start, his kissing techniques were already strong. Although she usually did not feel anything from his kisses in the past other than hateful resentment, this time, she felt the faint stirrings of… something other than outright rejection. It felt like she was about to melt from his kiss, now that she let down her guard.
The man’s cold lips continued to press against hers with no signs of stopping. His strong arms hugged her in his embrace, while the faint stubble on his chin rubbed against her tender skin and prickled her. Their breathing intertwined with each others in an endless dance.
Nan Zhi’s tongue was numb from his relentless sucking after he plundered the depths of her mouth. A strange fluttering rushed from within her and she felt a helpless panic she that was difficult to contain.
It had been five whole minutes. Nan Zhi felt like she was suffocating after being smothered by him with no mercy.
Her body was heating up like a scorching mess of boiling water, while the man was still alarmingly cold.
“What’s going on?” Feeling his cold hands, Nan Zhi felt an anxious fluttering in her heart. Would he be able to wait until help came, if he continued to stay this cold?
Mu Sihan leaned against the wall of the cave. He gripped Nan Zhi’s hand and slowly slid it down his firm and muscular chest.
Nan Zhi realized what he wanted to do. She tried to retract her hand, but his hold was firm and he continued to grip onto her hand tightly without releasing it.
“Kitten, the kiss didn’t work. Help me,” he repeated as he stared at her with his deep black eyes. “With your hand, or your mouth.”
Nan Zhi felt her mind exploding at his words. She wanted to take back her hand desperately. However, the man kicked her down to hell with just one sentence.
“Do you think you can make it out alive if I die here?”
Nan Zhi stared at his pale handsome face and slightly white lips. Taking a deep breath, her eyebrows furrowed as she said anxiously with a lingering trace of helplessness, “I don’t know how… ” She did not know how to do it, neither did she dare to. The mere thought of it made her want to cringe.
“Kitten, you’ve already given birth to a kid. How can you not know how to do these things?” Mu Sihan caressed her burning face. “Be good and take off my belt.”
