I Spend My Days Guarding My House in the Mountains, My Uncle Comes Back and Protects Me Silently

Su Qing ran into his arms, her back pressed against his chest. At that moment both of them froze. She smelled of laundry soap and the warmth of the sun. A few strands of broken hair came out from the hairpin and brushed against the back of his hand, making it itch. Lin Wang's arms were wrapped around her waist, and he felt the weight of her entire body pressing on his arms. Through the two thin layers of fabric, her body temperature was clearly transmitted through her. It was warm, soft, and slightly trembling.