She Felt Like Crying

After he finished speaking, he silently pulled down the zipper of his jacket.

"..."

Nian Xi instantly understood everything. She silently rolled her eyes at him. How had he treated her that night in Lhasa? Was she going to give it to him if he wanted it now?

Did he think she, Nian Xi would easily give in?

Moreover, it was such cold weather, and they were in a tent. It was simply freezing.

"It's cold." Nian Xi's body shrank into the quilt with a look of resistance on her face.

Jiang Yuning was anxious. "It will not freeze much when the two of us are together. We can keep each other warm, and we won't get out of our sleeping bags. Xixi, come on. We'll have to sleep in the temple tomorrow and the day after. We can't..."

After saying that, Nian Xi turned her back towards Jiang Yuning.

Jiang Yuning pouted. In the end, he could only lie down and chant Amitabha silently.

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