In the end, he couldn't stand to let her overheat.
The arms wrapped around Li Zhi slowly relaxed their hold.
She felt the restraint loosen, followed by the faint sound of rustling fabric.
The next second, her head popped out from a gap in the blanket, like a swimmer finally breaking the surface for air.
Li Zhi's hair was a little messy, a few mischievous strands clinging to her temples and beet-red cheeks.
The girl's face was flushed crimson. A scalding blush spread from her cheekbones all the way to the tips of her ears. Even her delicate nose and slightly parted, gasping lips were drenched in the vibrant hue.
Tiny beads of sweat even dotted her forehead and temples. A few damp strands of hair clung to her flushed skin and the side of her neck, adding an extra layer of allure.
Her damp, misty eyes shot up, stealing a quick glance at Shen Yuan, who was just inches away.
