Xie Fu's casual teasing made her suddenly realize that there were too many charcoal braziers in the room, making her feel a bit hot.

How could Shu Yun, a deity who had lived for tens of thousands of years, not know about matters between men and women? Besides, she had read quite a few erotic novels and plays in the mortal world.

Flowers, plants, and foxes become immortals. Their appearance is much more advantageous than that of other spirits and monsters. In her early years, Shu Yun was verbally harassed by many demon cultivators from the demon realm because of her appearance. Those people said even more vulgar and direct things, but she could remain calm and unaffected, and she would cleave them back with a single strike.

But those people are no match for Xie Fu.

The blush on the tips of her ears quickly spread to her entire ear and slowly climbed up her fair face.

In the first half of her past life, she missed Jiang Yan, but they reunited in the second half. Jiang Yan said some things, and she seemed to have been angry with him at the time, so she didn't have time to feel ashamed.

Seeing her avoid his gaze, looking left and right but refusing to look him in the eye, her usually cool and beautiful face was now tinged with girlish shyness and a blush on her snow-white skin, she was truly captivating.

As Xie Fu gazed at her, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his grip on her slender waist tightened involuntarily.

He chuckled softly, then suddenly pulled her into his arms, sat her on his lap, intertwined his fingers with hers with one hand, and covered the back of her head with the other, preventing her from retreating. He then lowered his head and kissed her.

Their four lips touched, and in just a short while, he was completely captivated by the soft lips of the person in his arms.

The boy closed his eyes tightly, his long, soft eyelashes drooping, occasionally brushing against Shu Yun's cheeks, leaving a slight tickle. He lingered on the incredibly soft lips of the person in his arms, his hands around Shu Yun's waist tightening, deepening the kiss.

After a long while, he reluctantly released her a little, his thumb tracing her lips, which were now even redder from the kiss, his eyes deep in thought.

After a long pause, he suddenly spoke, his voice unusually hoarse, "Again."

Shu Yun was stunned. By the time she realized what he meant, it was too late to run away. Xie Fu had already grabbed her chin and sealed her lips with his.

Outside, frost and snow raged wildly, but inside, spring was in full bloom.