Wang Qingya had clearly been planning this for a long time.
Although still wearing pajamas, which was somewhat regrettable, climbing into a man's bed was apparently something she had never done before. Even through the pajama fabric, he could feel her body temperature rising rapidly.
Xu Lingjun whispered in shock, "Sister Yaya, what are you doing?"
"I've been meaning to ask you, isn't it cold to sleep in the living room in this weather?"
Wang Qingya couldn't help but shiver, snuggling closer to Xu Lingjun's embrace.
Xu Lingjun couldn't help but exclaim in his mind, Coach, she's tackling with the ball... and bringing two...
But feeling the constantly trembling body in his arms.
She felt soft and fragile, like a big Pang Hu.
Clearly, she was truly cold.
Indeed, although the Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion had heating, supplying so many students at once meant the temperature was actually not very high... Especially in the dead of night, when the supply dropped even further.
