Raindrops fall, bringing a rustling sound, as Feng Nu nestles close within Nian Bing's embrace, gazing at the incessant rain outside, a soft gentleness reflected in her eyes, "How wonderful it would be to watch the rain like this with you every time! Nian Bing, hold me tight, I am a bit cold."
Nian Bing tightens his hug around Feng Nu. At this moment, he naturally does not say anything to break the mood. Feng Nu's delicate body is exceptionally warm and soft, and the faint virgin fragrance continually stimulates his sense of smell. However, at this time, his heart is filled only with deep affection and not even a trace of desire. He wishes to keep staying peacefully like this with Feng Nu, until the end of time.
