Yun Ran pointed at herself and gave Nangong Mo a roll of her eyes, "Stop trying to argue, look at me, I'm almost smothered to death!"
Nangong Mo certainly saw it.
The girl's face was flushed, her fair forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, some strands of hair were damp and stuck to her face, and even a few crystal beads of water hung from her long eyelashes.
Indeed, it seemed she was quite overheated.
Nangong Mo: "..."
Maybe there were too many blankets and braziers?
"Lin Wanyue, I didn't mean it, I didn't know it would turn out like this..."
"Oh really?"
Yun Ran tilted her head slightly to look at him, feeling an indescribable strange sensation in her heart.
During the night, she was tormented by pain, and hardly had the spare mind or energy to think about anything else.
But now it's different. At this moment, knowing that he could see her, the feeling in her heart... how should she describe it?
