Thirst - Chapter Thirteen: Legs Aching from the Cold...

Wen Guodong's face was cold as he said in a chilling voice, "Wen Wan! She's your sister-in-law!"
Wen Wan shrugged innocently. "Uncle, I'm only doing this for my sister-in-law's own good... If she doesn't change out of her wet clothes, she'll catch a cold..."
"Catching a cold in this weather won't get you better anytime soon..."
Wen Guodong took out his phone to call Wen Li, only to realize that he had been so focused on saving Su Bei that he hadn't even had time to take off his clothes.
"Call your brother! Have him bring the clothes over..."
Wen Wan glanced at the woman who was shivering from the cold and burrowing into Wen Guodong's arms. "Uncle... are you stupid? What's the difference between my brother coming over to change our clothes and then going back?"
“…”
Wen Guodong glanced down at Su Bei, who was snuggling against him, and whispered, "Don't move..."
"Dad...I...I'm really...so cold..."
Su Bei was so aggrieved that she was about to cry. It wasn't that she deliberately wanted to snuggle into Wen Guodong's arms; it was just that it was really too cold.
Wen Guodong's body temperature was much higher than hers. When a person is in extreme cold, the most instinctive reaction is to move closer to a heat source.
Especially since her legs were still exposed, she had no choice but to wrap both legs around Wen Guodong's body.
"Sube!"
As Wen Guodong felt Su Bei's entanglement beneath him, his originally stiff body was suddenly aroused by the friction.
"dad…"
Su Bei's eyes were full of grievance, and her once charming and beautiful face was now completely devoid of color.
Wen Guodong glanced coldly at Wen Wan, who was standing to the side, and said, "Why aren't you coming over to help?"
"oh…"
Wen Wan moved closer to the two of them and started unbuttoning the Chinese knot buttons on Su Bei's cheongsam.
Su Bei still resisted Wen Wan, but when Wen Guodong saw Wen Wan undressing Su Bei in front of him, his face darkened instantly. "Wen Wan! Stop fooling around!"
"If this continues any longer, it won't just be a simple cold and fever for my sister-in-law..."
Wen Wan, despite being scolded by Wen Guodong, wasn't ashamed. "I was only trying to help my sister-in-law. It's cold in the mountains. If we just wear wet clothes and walk all the way, they'll get soaked. And with the cold wind blowing, we'll still catch a cold..."
"Uncle, you're tough and won't have any problems, but my sister-in-law is quite delicate!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Guodong turned his head away with a stern face, "Hurry up and change her."
Wen Wan curled her lips into a smile, stepped forward, and gave Su Bei a meaningful look. "Sister-in-law... this place is sheltered from the wind, and with my uncle and me blocking the breeze, it'll be fine. Take off your clothes..."
Su Bei glanced at Wen Wan, and after receiving the hint in the girl's eyes, she finally understood.
What she previously thought was an illusion was not an illusion at all.
Wenwan really saw it...
Thinking of this, Su Bei felt not only her body was ice-cold, but also her heart was chilling...
If Wen Wan could see through her thoughts, then what about Wen Guodong…?
Su Bei's hands trembled as she tried to untie the buttons, but her hands were so frozen that she couldn't get them open.
Seeing this, Wen Wan spoke up, "Uncle, why don't you warm your sister-in-law's hands?"
Wen Guodong frowned and glanced at Wen Wan, who leaned back slightly.
"My sister-in-law won't let me touch her..."
Sube's teeth chattered, "I can do it myself."
Upon hearing this, Wen Guodong raised his hand and rubbed Su Bei's cold arm. The delicate skin under his palm made Wen Guodong's brows furrow deeply.
"Have your brother bring the clothes this way..."
Public opinion can be devastating; what kind of nonsense is it for a daughter-in-law to be soaking wet while wearing her father-in-law's clothes?
Even with Wen Wan by her side, she couldn't stop those with ulterior motives from making trouble.
Seeing that Wen Guodong's expression was normal and that he didn't seem to think too deeply about the meaning behind his words, Su Bei felt a little more at ease.
"Dad...my arm is okay now..."
Upon hearing this, Wen Guodong was about to withdraw his hand when he heard the woman whisper, "Are your legs sore from the cold..."
Su Bei raised her hand to unbutton her clothes, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Wen Guodong, her voice drawn out through a nasal twitch, "It really hurts..."

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