The air was dry without any water vapor. The high temperature distorted the surrounding space. Shen Yaowei took a deep breath and used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Huo Junhan's forehead. "Junhan, I'm fine. It's too hot here. Put me down."
Huo Junhan looked at Shen Yaowei's face that was no longer that pale. After his heart skipped a beat, he gently put her down from his arms.
"It's so hot here. It's as if it's going to roast someone." Yao Qingyi raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
