C47

It was not easy to talk in the temple, and the tavern was not a place to stay for the time being. The two of them sat down in the front, in a secluded spot with a chilly wind. Yue Pengju took off his robe and draped it over her: "Sister, are you cold?"

She laughed. "I'm not cold now, but you're cold."

"I'm not cold, I'm not cold at all!" He rubbed his hands, touched his hair and said, "Sister