The residual warmth behind my back is gradually dissipating,
Never, never...
I have experienced such a temperature that melts everything. At that moment, my heart almost melted and collapsed.
Maybe the warm embrace just now was just an illusion given to him by the night blood elves...
The cold wind that has not subsided slightly blew Han Yi'er's snow-white coat. The dark night snow elf in the white world may be her herself, and the warmth of the coexistence of reality and virtuality is also caused by her own charm.
Looking at the thick snow around her, Han Yi'er's lips curved into a faint smile...
Half an hour ago, when the pure white snowflakes fell to the ground, they were polluted and turned into muddy water. Half an hour later, the pure white snowflakes had covered the ground pollution and turned into thick snow.
Oh, whether in the country or in the city, if you maintain your true nature, you will eventually overcome everything.
Is the departure of the leaves the pursuit of the wind? Or is it the unwillingness of the tree to stay?
Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the villa with a smile on his face: "Of course it's Feng's pursuit."
Han Yi'er has regained her previous optimistic attitude. What was empty just now is now gradually calming down her pain. When a person is scarred, licking the wound with your own saliva may be the fastest way to heal it.
However, is her change her own "wound healing" or the brief half-hour residual warmth?
"Yi'er, hurry up and take a hot bath." Aunt Zhang had been waiting at the door of the villa for a long time when she saw Han Yi'er come in and take out a towel to wipe her dry and wet hair.
"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." With a simple smile, she took the towel and walked to the bathroom on the second floor...
The bathtub with gorgeous mirror is full of sparkling water and floating bubbles.
He took off his ice-covered clothes and put them aside, but the white coat kept attracting Han Yi'er's eyes...
"Ha." He chuckled, and his cold eyes gradually retracted.
Soak your whole body in the warm water, and your inner fatigue and outer coldness will be swept away.
The clear water touched her smooth skin, as if it were a emerald green willow, so delicate and charming...
"Yi...young mistress." Xiaoxuan walked into the bathroom holding a set of clean clothes.
"Xiaoxuan..." I felt very uncomfortable hearing such a call, but how could I have been called such a "call" if I hadn't been impulsive just now? "Thank you."
The naked body emerged from the water, and Xiaoxuan's eyes were staring blankly at Han Yi'er's skin.
Perhaps this scene can only be described by quoting a fragment from Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", the scene of the beauty taking a bath.
In the cold spring, I bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water cleanses my skin.
The waiter lifted up the weakling, it was the beginning of a new grace.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Xiaoxuan's strange eyes commenting on her, Han Yi'er felt somewhat shy.
"You...your skin is so good." Xiaoxuan's envious tone was very innocent, which even made Han Yi'er burst into smiles.
How could she have such good skin when she was born in the countryside?
Maybe it's innate, maybe it's contaminated with the DNA of the mother or the father whom I've never met?
Because after all, her mother is a beautiful woman, and her father must be extraordinary.
"No." After putting on the new clothes, Xiaoxuan packed up the clothes that Han Yi'er had taken off.
"I'll do it." Although I have the title of "Glorious", it would be a bit too high for me to ask others to serve me...