"Hoo..."
The cold wind howled outside the window, while inside the small cabin, it was eerily silent.
Perhaps because they are both women, Sharon didn't pay much attention to Duanmu Huai. Right now, she had completely taken off her nun's habit and was drying it in front of the fireplace, wearing only a set of white lace lingerie and pure white stockings — is it really okay for a nun to dress like this?
Even though Duanmu Huai silently gave a thumbs up, after all, a beautiful blonde with a great figure in such attire is definitely a feast for the eyes. Unfortunately, he was currently a doppelgänger and couldn't do anything about it.
Better to read the book; this ancient tome was only halfway through during the journey here, and with no cell phone signal in the deep forests, apart from complaining about the poor infrastructure, there's nothing else to do but read.
