Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

As night fell, Lu Wushuang shivered.

She moved closer to Yang Guo.

"My lord, it's cold."

Yang Guo unfolded a large cloak and wrapped Lu Wushuang in his arms.

Lu Wushuang leaned against Yang Guo's chest and wrapped her arms around his waist.

The two stood close together, their posture intimate.

Cheng Ying sat opposite her, hugging her knees tightly.

Her clothes were only half-dry, and the cold wind made her feel chilly to the bone.

Yang Guo looked at Cheng Ying through the firelight.

Her lips were white from the cold, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"come over."

Yang Guo gave the order.

Cheng Ying turned her head away.

"It's none of your business."

Yang Guo put down the wooden stick in his hand and stood up.

He walked up to Cheng Ying and grabbed her wrist.

Cheng Ying tried to break free, but she was no match for Yang Guo in strength.

Yang Guo pulled her forcefully, dragging her directly to his side.

"If you want to freeze to death here, I don't want to go to Xiangyang to buy you a coffin."

"Sit down properly."

Yang Guo pressed Cheng Ying's shoulder and made her sit to his right.

Then he sat back down in the middle.

On the left is Lu Wushuang, and on the right is Cheng Ying.

He pulled open his cloak and covered Cheng Ying with it as well.

The three people were huddled under a large cloak.

Cheng Ying's left side was pressed tightly against Yang Guo's right arm.

The man's body heat seeped through his clothes.

That familiar scent of medicine once again filled my nostrils.

Cheng Ying's breathing became erratic.

She tried to move aside, but the wind outside was biting cold, while the inside of the cloak was surprisingly warm.

She could only keep her body tense and motionless.

Late at night.

The fire was reduced to a dark red glow of embers.

Lu Wushuang, however, was not asleep.

She looked at Yang Guo and Cheng Ying.

Through Yang Guo, she could see Cheng Ying's face clearly.

Cheng Ying's eyes were closed, her eyelashes still trembling slightly.

Lu Wushuang was very unhappy.

During the daytime journey, Yang Guo's gaze fell on Cheng Ying several times.

My cousin is beautiful and has a great figure.

Yang Guo also had a penchant for getting involved in romantic entanglements.

In this desolate wilderness, who can guarantee he won't have any ulterior motives?

Lu Wushuang knew Yang Guo all too well.

She is not reconciled.

She absolutely couldn't let her cousin steal the spotlight.

Lu Wushuang leaned closer, resting her chin on Yang Guo's shoulder.

"My lord, let us rest."

"I'm so sleepy."

Yang Guo closed his eyes.

Go to bed early.

After he finished speaking, he reached out and pushed Lu Wushuang's head away.

Then, he turned to his side, with his back to Lu Wushuang, and lay down facing Cheng Ying.

Lu Wushuang persisted relentlessly.

She turned to the side, stretched out her arms, and hugged Yang Guo's waist from behind.

Her body was pressed tightly against Yang Guo's back, leaving almost no gap.

Yang Guo removed her hand.

Lu Wushuang quickly hugged her again.

After the two tugged at each other three times, Yang Guo got tired of moving and let her go.

Cheng Ying lay down in front of Yang Guo.

The two were face to face, less than a foot apart.

Cheng Ying closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

But she couldn't sleep at all.

Yang Guo's breath landed on the tip of her nose, warm and clear.

Inside the dilapidated temple, only the sounds of wind and rain remained.

Lu Wushuang propped herself up behind Yang Guo.

She brought her lips close to Yang Guo's ear and then shook his shoulder.

Yang Guo did not open his eyes.

"What's wrong now?"

Lu Wushuang lowered her voice.

Even in the quiet, dilapidated temple, Cheng Ying could still hear it clearly.

"I have a question for you."

Lu Wushuang said.

"What?"

Lu Wushuang's lips brushed close to Yang Guo's ear.

"Do you like your cousin more, or do you like me?"

Cheng Ying opened her eyes in the darkness.

Her heart pounded as she looked at Yang Guo, who was so close to her.

Has Wushuang gone mad?

How could you ask such a question!

Yang Guo ignored Lu Wushuang.

Lu Wushuang, however, refused to give up.

She asked softly, "Tell me, is my cousin prettier, or am I prettier?"

This woman is simply unreasonable.

Yang Guo cursed inwardly.

In the desolate wilderness, with heavy rain falling outside, she was still preoccupied with these jealous and rivalry matters.

Seeing that Yang Guo remained silent, Lu Wushuang gritted her teeth and let out a soft snort.

"You like her, don't you?"

Lu Wushuang sighed again.

"I'd do anything for you."

"You've seen other women, so you no longer care about me."

"Tell me, what do you like about her?"

"What do I lack compared to her?"

"Are you disgusted by my past limp?"

That's too blunt.

Cheng Ying blushed deeply with embarrassment.

She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

My cousin actually used this kind of thing to argue about who was better.

Yang Guo coughed twice, reminding Lu Wushuang to shut up.

Lu Wushuang pouted and lay back down.

She turned around, her back to Yang Guo.

The two stood back to back.

After a while, seeing that Yang Guo didn't move, Lu Wushuang deliberately bumped him backward.

Yang Guo moved closer to Cheng Ying.

Lu Wushuang leaned closer and bumped into him again.

Yang Guo was trapped and was getting a little angry at the girl's antics.

He turned around and faced Lu Wushuang.

As Yang Guo turned around, his back pressed against Cheng Ying's.

Cheng Ying was startled.

She tried to back away, but all behind her was cold, dry grass, and a cold wind was blowing straight down her neck.

She had no choice but to stop abruptly.

Yang Guo's back was broad and sturdy.

The heat penetrated directly through the thin fabric.

Yang Guo looked at Lu Wushuang's figure with her back to him.

He wanted to curse, but ultimately held back.

He ignored Lu Wushuang and closed his eyes.

After a moment, Yang Guo noticed a slight noise coming from behind him.

That's Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying did not do it on purpose.

The true energy of the Qiankun Technique within her body erupted.

The heat from the Baliao acupoints and the Dai Mai meridian converged, burning her senses and making her delirious.

She was both cold and hot.

The body instinctively seeks out heat sources.

Yang Guo's back was the biggest source of heat around her.

Cheng Ying turned around in a daze, facing Yang Guo's back.

Her face was pressed against Yang Guo's shoulder blade, and her breathing was a little rapid.

Yang Guo did not move.

Cheng Ying pressed against his back, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably with each breath.

Yang Guo opened his eyes.

This woman usually acts aloof, but when her true energy erupts, she's more prone to losing her composure than anyone else.

Just then, Lu Wushuang, who was in front, also turned around.

Lu Wushuang stared at Yang Guo with wide eyes, a half-smile on her face.

That face was right in front of me.

"what?"

Yang Guo asked softly.

"Nothing."

Lu Wushuang stared at Yang Guo, her voice sweet and delicate.

"My lord, I have a question for you. Please answer me honestly, okay?"

Yang Guo gave a vague "hmm".

Lu Wushuang asked softly, "Did my cousin tremble when you touched her?"

Yang Guo countered, "When I touched you back then, were you trembling?"

Lu Wushuang said with a grin, "Guess?"

Yang Guo did not respond.

Lu Wushuang reached out and pushed Yang Guo in the chest.

"Say something!"

"I can't sleep, talk to me."

Yang Guo simply pretended to be asleep.

Seeing that Yang Guo was ignoring her, Lu Wushuang turned around in a huff, her back to him.

Then, she deliberately moved closer to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo let her stay close to him.

I thought this girl would finally go to sleep obediently.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Guo suddenly felt a hand reaching out towards him.

Yang Guo was about to reach out and remove her hand.

But Lu Wushuang moved very quickly.

Yang Guo was caught completely off guard. His breathing suddenly became disordered, and his body uncontrollably took a step back.

This stalemate is a big problem.

Yang Guo's back was already pressed against Cheng Ying's.

With that movement, he almost crashed into Cheng Ying's arms.

Cheng Ying was in a semi-dazed state when she was startled by this sudden action and trembled all over.

"what……"

A very faint groan escaped her throat.

Yang Guo's body stiffened instantly.

In front of her was Lu Wushuang, that stubborn brat, and behind her was Cheng Ying's burning breath.

Lu Wushuang also noticed Yang Guo's reaction and was too frightened to move.

She originally just wanted to prove that she was braver than her cousin.

But unexpectedly, Yang Guo's reaction was so strong.

"Let go."

Yang Guo said in a low voice.

Lu Wushuang's stubborn temper flared up. Since becoming Yang Guo's maid, she rarely acted stubbornly, but today she couldn't control herself.

"I don't."

"You have to tell me today who's good-looking."

"You're beautiful."

"Let go."

Yang Guo said through gritted teeth.

You're lying.

"The way you look at her during the day is different."

Lu Wushuang was completely unaware that at this moment, the true energy in Yang Guo's body was rushing wildly along his meridians. He only felt his blood and qi surging, and he was almost out of control.