The hotel room was still and silent.
The curtains, which weren't fully closed, emitted a faint ray of light. It was weak, and they could only vaguely see the outline of the room's furnishings.
"Third… Third Brother?" Song Fengwan took a deep breath. There was a smell hovering around her nose that didn't belong to her.
Her back was against the slightly cold wall, and his whole body was pressed against hers, imprisoning her body. The heat close to her landed on her face gently and passionately.
He moved closer, his slightly cold nose brushing against her face.
"Wanwan."
"Huh?" Song Fengwan leaned her whole body backward, not daring to move rashly.
"Your face is so hot. You look like you have a fever."
Song Fengwan bit her lip. "You're too close."
She reached out and tried to push him away. Her hands landed on his chest, and he pinned them down.
Even through the down jacket, she could feel his heart pounding.
