This frigid night went by in a fairly odd manner. Qianye sat crossed legged and Li Kuanglan, with her back to him, leaned into his chest. Ji Tianqing, on the other hand, was curled up beside Qianye like a little kitten.

Li Kuanglan was supposed to be entirely focused on channeling her vitality and thereby reducing Qianye’s workload. However, she felt as though a pair of eyes were watching her at all times. The feeling sent her heart into chaos, and she wanted nothing more than to get dressed and flee. Despite that, her body desired survival above all else, urging her to press against Qianye as tightly as she could. The blood core behind her was like a sun in the cold night, radiating vitality as it produced a small paradise in this frigid world.

Li Kuanglan knew that her mood fluctuation would tire Qianye. In fact, both of them had been in a constant fight against this world apart from the very first night that she had been unconscious.

At the thought of this, Li Kuanglan felt a slight pain in her heart. However, the pair of eyes was persistently...