After Jiang Ye left, Huo Jingyuan locked the iron gate to the courtyard. Wen Ci cozied up to him, wrapping her arms around his firm, muscular arm, and said with a smile,
"It's so cold outside, but you're a human furnace."
"A human furnace?"
Huo Jingyuan's voice lifted, the corners of his lips curling up slightly. He leaned close to Wen Ci's ear and whispered, "Am I the human furnace, or is *it*..."
Wen Ci was already used to Huo Jingyuan's raunchy comments.
She let go of Huo Jingyuan's arm, went around behind him, and jumped onto his back. Resting her head on his shoulder, she whispered, "Are you saying you're weak?"
'A man's body is only cold if he's weak.'
"Don't you know by now if I'm weak?"
Wen Ci smirked. "I don't know."
At her words, Huo Jingyuan supported Wen Ci's behind with both hands and suddenly dropped into a squat. The unexpected movement caught Wen Ci off guard, and she threw her arms around his neck.
