Hannah still felt a little uncomfortable. Even after drinking half a bottle of ice water, the flush on her face hadn't completely faded, and her body remained warm.
She reached out and touched Arnold Simmons' hand.
He wasn't hot.
Upon receiving this answer, Hannah finally curved her lips into a smile, and then she contentedly rested her head on Arnold Simmons' arm. "Why aren't you hot at all?"
Arnold looked at her, amusement in his voice, and replied slowly, "A calm mind brings natural coolness."
Hannah thought that this statement wasn't convincing at all.
But Arnold's body truly felt refreshing.
A little past noon, the sun overhead began its slow journey across the sky. A soothing breeze swept through the bamboo forest, barely dispelling some of the stifling heat in the air.
Hannah didn't even know when she fell asleep. By the time she woke up, she was leaning into Arnold Simmons' embrace.
They had already left the scenic area and were sitting in a small pavilion.
