The night was silent except for the rustling breeze of snow from the snow forest outside as the extreme cold seeped into the tent.


    Yao Jing sat quietly on the edge of the mattress, her arms wrapped around herself, the chill still clinging to her despite the fire’s warmth.


    She glanced at Zhao Tian, who stood by the brazier "Its colder than the last time we came here, don’t you think?"


    Zhao Tian turned to her and smiled "Yeah..."


    With a tilt of her head, she asked "You are going to stand there and stare all night? Or shall we sleep?"


    Chuckling, he moved close to her "Seems like it’s too cold for you..."


    She narrowed her eyes at him but didn’t move as he crouched in front of her, his gaze dropping briefly to the delicate ties of her robe.


    His fingers brushed against hers as he reached for the knot.


    Hm? Yao Jing raised an eyebrow "You are going to remove my clothes?"


    With a nod, he replied "Yeah... I know a way of warming you up."


    "I can do it myself," she muttered, her cheeks warming despite the cold.


    Zhao Tian just smiled "I’m sure you can, but where’s the fun in that?"


    Her breath caught slightly as the cool air brushed her shoulders when the fabric slipped away.


    Yao Jing rolled her eyes but didn’t push him away as he removed her outer robe, leaving her in a thin undergarment.


    As she was sitting on the mattress, he couldn’t pull the robe further below her waist "Jing’er, raise your ass a little."


    Hm?


    Seeing the situation, Yao Jing smirked and raised both of her legs, placing them on both sides of his shoulders.


    Zhao Tian froze for a moment, but his surprise quickly gave way to a low chuckle. "Well, that’s one way to help."


    Using his shoulders as support, Yao Jing raised her hips, allowing the robe to slide smoothly down her waist.


    The fabric pooled around her thighs, leaving her legs bare to the warm glow of the brazier.


    Then, with a playful glint in her eye, she moved her right foot, gently pressing it against his face. "You like this, don’t you?"


    Zhao Tian tilted his head slightly, his eyes meeting hers with amusement. "Now you’re just showing off," he replied, his hands resting on her calf to steady her.


    Yao Jing leaned back further, her smirk deepening. "Admit it," she said, her toes brushing against his lips.


    "You like it, don’t you?"


    Zhao Tian let out a soft laugh, and he didn’t answer immediately.


    Instead, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her toes, his lips brushing lightly against her skin.


    "I like every part of your body, Jing’er,"


    His hands slid gently down her leg, his fingers tracing the contours of her ankle before resting on her knee.


    H-Huh? Her breath hitched as he came closer, the heat of his presence making it impossible to focus.


    "I-I didn’t say that," she stammered, her words fumbling as she tried to look anywhere but at him.


    Zhao Tian chuckled again, his fingers lightly brushing against hers as he tilted his head, "You’re adorable when you’re flustered, you know that?"


    "I’m not flustered!" she snapped, though her cheeks only deepened in color as she spoke.


    "Right," he said, clearly unconvinced.


    He leaned in even closer his nose brushing against hers as his voice dropped to a whisper. "Then why are you trembling, Jing’er?"


    Her breath caught, her pulse pounding in her ears as she felt the warmth of his breath on her skin.


    "Tian, you—"


    Before she could finish, he kissed her, and the tension between them melted away as she found herself leaning into him without thinking.


    When he finally pulled back, his gaze met hers, a mixture of affection and playfulness in his expression. "See?" he murmured, his thumb gently brushing against her cheek.


    "You’re trembling."


    Yao Jing huffed, though her heart wasn’t in it.


    She reached up and lightly smacked Zhao Tian’s shoulder, though her lips betrayed her with a soft smile. "Brat," she murmured, her voice tinged with fondness, "remove your clothes and come hug me. It’s cold."


    Zhao Tian chuckled and quickly removed his clothes as he joined her in the matrsses, pulling the blankets to cover them up.


    His arms wrapped around her, drawing her closer until their bodies were pressed together.


    Yao Jing sighed softly, her breath warm against his neck as she embraced him.


    Her arms slid around him, holding him tightly as if she could trap the warmth between them and banish the chill completely.


    Zhao Tian’s hands moved with deliberate care, his fingers brushing against her skin as they found the edges of her undergarment.


    He paused briefly, as if waiting for her to stop him, but when she said nothing, he continued.


    With a gentle pull, he removed the thin fabric, letting it slip away to leave her naked beneath the blankets.


    The warmth of their bodies melded together as they lay in silence.


    Zhao Tian lowered his head, his breath grazing her skin as he pressed his face against her breasts.


    "I love you, Master,"


    Yao Jing’s fingers found their way to his hair, her touch light as she began to run them through the dark strands.


    Her other hand rested against his back, tracing soothing patterns over his skin.


    She didn’t respond immediately, letting the silence stretch between them as she absorbed the warmth of his confession.


    Yao Jing shifted slightly, her legs tangling with his beneath the blankets as she rested her chin lightly atop his head "I love you too, dear..."


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