Nangong Xue: Damn Yan Xi, you are obviously the God of Fire, but you have a cold face, who are you planning to freeze to death!
Yan Xi: Really? Then how come you didn't freeze to death when you were with me every day?
Nangong Xue: Please, that's because I'm not afraid of the cold at all. Ugh! What are you doing?
Yan Xi kissed Nangong Xue and said indifferently: You are so restless.