Jiang Xue was surprised when Shui Yixuan simply straightened his clothes and sat down beside her.
"Let me warm your clothes first, don't move, leave your back to me."
Without waiting for her to say anything, he placed his hands directly on her cold back.
Jiang Xue could feel the warmth emanating from his palms, spreading outward like ripples.
Her previously damp and cold back gradually warmed up under his gentle heat, making her feel cozy and particularly comfortable.
This continued for about an hour, and when she felt that both the front and back of her clothes were dry, she turned her head briskly, not caring if her sleeves were dry.
"I'm done, it's dry now. You don't need to help me anymore, you look so pale, please stop quickly?"
Shui Yixuan's face was slightly pale, and he waved at her dismissively.
