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He took her hand and pulled her to him. He made her sit on the rock, felt the ice on her hand, and held her hand to the fire.

"Little Ruo, your hands are too cold. Come and roast them, don't freeze."

"It's fine." A faint smile appeared on Yan Qingyi's face as if a ripple had appeared on it. It quickly moved across his face and then turned into two sparks in his eyes. In the blink of an eye