Night fell, yet the snow hadn't stopped.
The house was quiet at Ling Feng's place, everything had been tidied up, and now only he and Ling Yao were left in the shed.
The two sat in silence for a moment, then Ling Feng turned to look at her, "This snow isn't going to stop anytime soon, shall we go back to rest?"
"Okay!"
Ling Yao nodded, got up, and went into the room.
Ling Feng felt a dryness in his throat. Tempted by the alcohol, he thought to himself, why not make it tonight?
He returned to the room, shut the door, and stepped inside to find Ling Yao tidying up the bed. Ling Feng walked over and embraced her from behind!
Ling Yao shuddered slightly but then chuckled softly, "Stop messing around."
"Sis, I want to..."
Before Ling Feng could finish, Ling Yao glanced back at him, "Not tonight!"
"Huh?"
Ling Feng was taken aback and immediately asked, "Why not?"
