Lin Xian looked at Hua Xiaoling, who stood naked before him, and suddenly felt a chill surge through his body. It was not a feeling from within but a real coldness.
It's as if it started snowing.
Lin Xian glanced around and discovered that the surrounding space had changed. He was inside a concrete structure, not far from an old kerosene stove hissing away, with rusty patches exposed on the walls and a weapon rack displaying AK-74 rifles and RPG-7 rocket launchers. Frost covered the glass due to the severe cold.
Hua Xiaoling slowly approached him, and Lin Xian frowned, wanting to step back, but realized.
He couldn't move.
He could only watch as Hua Xiaoling, naked, walked up to him, and then her face suddenly transformed, her hair shifting into curly auburn locks. Lin Xian felt himself fall backward as 'Hua Xiaoling' straddled him, a disheveled military-style white shirt mysteriously appearing on her, while a discarded coat lay on the ground.
