Lying still in a spacious bathtub with her eyes closed, Jin Jumo immersed her body in warm water, as if she had fallen asleep.
Unsure how long she had been soaking in the water, Jin Jumo only felt her entire body growing cold, inch by inch, as the stiffness and powerlessness in her limbs replayed like a nightmare.
Jin Jumo suddenly opened her eyes, beads of sweat dripped down heavily from her forehead.
Her body was abruptly lifted up.
Jin Jumo shivered fiercely, turning her panicked peach blossom eyes towards the top.
The face that came into view was somber and indifferent.
Yet, the deep eyes staring back at her made her clearly see the tension and confusion.
Jin Jumo opened her lips, taking deep breaths.
Suddenly, she straightened her back, her white arms forcefully wrapped around the man's strong neck, her cold, unheated little face pressed tightly against the man's icy side face, like an abandoned child repeatedly rubbing and absorbing the scarce warmth on his face.
