At this time, Nighthawk's roast chicken was also ready, and he was eating it casually, while staring at Su Mei'er's sleeping posture boredly.

Maybe it was cold, Su Meier arched her body like a shrimp. Even breathing showed that she had fallen into a deep slumber. She turned her little face sideways, and the outline of the side face looked so delicate and feminine against the firelight. Although she lay on her side covered his wide robe, she could not hide the delicate curves.

Nighthawk watched and couldn't help but feel his heart beat unbalanced.

He knew that this extremely uncomfortable mania was not at all due to the fact that the flames in the fire were too strong, and that this kind of mania that rose up in his heart required extreme perseverance to suppress it.

For beauties, he is not without appreciation, nor is he without discernment. However, this reaction to the imbalance of the heart rhythm was so strong that he panicked.

Tang Wan is also beautiful, gentle, playful and cute. In front of Tang Wan, he couldn't help but feel happy, he loved his little junior sister so much, and he was willing to take care of her wholeheartedly. But why doesn't it feel like it's blazing?

It's a strange feeling that can be scary.

He could easily ignite his long-frozen heart with just one glance at her. He thought very sadly, the smile on his face and the words he said more than usual after meeting her.

Even, the hatred that lingered in my heart at that moment will be leisurely forgotten at some moments.

Nighthawk didn't eat much, and now, he has no appetite to eat. He put down the half-eaten roast chicken, drank a few sips of water, and continued to stare at Su Mei'er in a daze.

His reason wanted to figure out where this feeling, this irrepressible heartbeat, the urge to hug her and kiss her, came from?

But how can he figure it out, thinking about it, but it reminds him of the entanglement of that night, of her beauty, of her girlish fragrance...... His heartbeat was unbalanced, and gradually even his breathing was unbalanced.

Nighthawk hurriedly avoided her gaze, and deliberately lay down in her clothes far away from her. He also needs to get a good night's sleep, so don't think about it anymore. No matter how much he thinks of death, no matter how much his heart beats to death, nothing can happen between him and her.

She is the daughter of his enemy! There is no way to change this.

He deliberately recalled that hatred, and deliberately let hatred extinguish the fire in his heart. Then, at last, he settled down and fell into a deep sleep......

In the early hours of the morning, he woke up from freezing. After waking up coldly, there is no sleepiness. He rolled over and sat up, and realized that the fire in the fire was about to be extinguished.

Seeing Su Mei'er's tightly shrunken body, he immediately stood up and went out to find some dead branches and came back. The dead branches were basking in some wind and snow, and it took a lot of effort for him to rebuild the fire. The temperature in the cave gradually rose again.

The temperature went up, and he felt a little warmer. gave the robe to Su Mei'er, and he himself was actually cold. Outside the cave, the snow has subsided. But the chill of melting snow is even more biting. Even the Nighthawk is about to lose sight of it.

Su Meier was still asleep. The red beauty, under the reflection of the firelight, was like a pink glow, like a water lily, which made his heart beat involuntarily.

This time, he couldn't hold it anymore, leaned over and kissed her pink cheek gently.

However, with just a light touch, he quickly straightened up, secretly ashamed, what was he doing? Crazy?