The sunlight outside the cave fell like a waterfall, while inside the cave, ice crystals and cold air filled the space, with the beast skin blanket bringing ample warmth.
Wrapped in a small quilt in an air-conditioned room, a nostalgic feeling arises.
The dream has ended.
It has probably been about a quarter of an hour since waking up, but Xu Yuan didn't make a sound.
Because he didn't dare.
The atmosphere inside the Ice Crystal Cave was eerily silent.
Ran Qingmo was still dressed in dark clothes, sitting neatly cross-legged by the cave entrance, but with his back turned, his expression was unseen.
Su Jinxuan was still lying on the edge of the cave entrance. After a whole night, the lump on this demon's head had grown bigger, but for some unknown reason, her torn plain clothes were replaced with a bright red, elaborate silk dress.
Her clothes appeared a bit disheveled, likely changed while she was unconscious.
At first glance,
Her sleeping face was delicate and tempting.
