Cooling Down

A soft white fur blanket draped over the two of them, faintly revealing their contours, like the spine of a silver dragon in flight.

Actually, it was Aina's back.

The fur was only a thin layer, but it was very warm, perfectly outlining the shape of her spine.

Clothes were scattered by the bed, making it hard to imagine what kind of scene lay beneath the covers.

Aina was in a rare good mood, letting Xia Lun help her peel off her garments piece by piece instead of just burning them away directly.

Charcoal burned in the fireplace nearby, radiating heat.

"Phew... Xia Lun..."

To keep it out of the way, Aina's long hair was tied into a simple ponytail, resting behind her.

A fine layer of sweat gradually crept over her body. To cool off, Aina threw off the blanket, exposing her body completely to the air.

"Aren't you cold? You'll catch a cold."

Xia Lun kindly placed his hands over Aina's front, helping to cover the most crucial parts, acting as a natural holy light.

Outside the window, the cold wind and snow continued to rage. The window shook slightly, making a faint rattling sound.

"That's a rather unnecessary question... Xia Lun."

Aina's body temperature was not low right now, neither on the surface nor inside.

The fireplace in the room dutifully radiated heat, but Xia Lun felt it was somewhat redundant; after all, it could not compare to the warmth brought by the fiery, delicate body pressing against him.

Aina's crimson eyes met Xia Lun's. "Who do you think I am? Xia Lun, do you really think I would catch a cold?"

"I suppose not."

With their physiques, even if they ran outside to sleep in the snow, they probably wouldn't have any problems waking up the next morning.

Xia Lun found it amazing that delicacy and immense power could coexist in Aina.

Aina, his wife, had a soft and petite body that he could pose and play with at will, but in reality, she was a Demon King capable of destroying the world.

In front of him, her skin was so tender that it seemed like water could seep out with a gentle pinch, but in truth, no attack could harm her in the slightest.

It was truly incredible.

Aina hugged Xia Lun tightly, as if wishing she could completely crush her own body into his.

"Xia Lun... am I too useless?" Aina began to seek comfort from Xia Lun.

"No, Aina, your acting is really good." Xia Lun gently stroked Aina's head, remembering the persona she had mentioned before.

Aina puffed out her cheeks. She knew Xia Lun had definitely seen through her, hearing the teasing in his tone, so she bit into Xia Lun's neck to vent her frustration.

"Hiss... gentler, Aina, be gentler."

There wasn't much pain, but Aina was sucking very hard this time. Xia Lun could clearly feel the blood in his body continuously draining away... Physiologically, it felt a bit scary.

However, Xia Lun knew Aina had restraint, so there was no way he would stop her from feeding.

"Hah!"

Aina looked like she had thoroughly enjoyed her drink. After licking Xia Lun's neck clean, she wiped her mouth with her hand... Looking at the faint bloodstains on the back of her hand, she couldn't resist licking that clean too.

Xia Lun felt that the Demon King was looking more and more like a feline.

Suddenly, Aina got up from the bed.

"Wait for me a moment."

"Hmm?"

Xia Lun looked at Aina strangely as she threw on a single piece of clothing and ran outside.

A moment later, carrying the chill of the wind and snow, Aina came back in.

Aina pounced on him, her icy-cold delicate body making Xia Lun gasp.

"Comfortable?" Aina looked at Xia Lun with a beaming smile.

Did she go outside to physically cool down?

"It's alright... but are you okay doing this?" Xia Lun couldn't help but worry.

"What could happen to me?" Aina stroked her long silver hair, which still had a few snowflakes clinging to it, though they quickly began to melt in the warmth of the room.

"Aren't you cold?" Xia Lun tapped Aina's nose.

No matter how powerful Aina was, and even if no attack could harm her, she still had temperature perception, so this definitely couldn't be comfortable.

"But Xia Lun, being held by you right now is very warm," Aina said softly. Under the severe cold, her lips had turned slightly pale.

"Are you an idiot? Tormenting yourself like this?" Xia Lun said with a scolding tone, delivering a slap to Aina's behind.

Xia Lun was reminded of pudding on a plate, which would jiggle just like that when shaken.

"Am not." Having taken the slap, Aina shot Xia Lun a somewhat dissatisfied look. "I just felt a bit hot and went out to cool down, don't overthink it."

"Don't do such silly things." Heartaching slightly, Xia Lun kissed Aina's lips. They were icy cold, like tasting ice cream.

"Alright, I thought you'd like it this way." Aina gently shrugged her shoulders.

Xia Lun fell silent for a moment.

"Aina... if you just wanted to cool down, couldn't you have used magic?"

The Demon King's eyes widened in sheer shock.

"Don't tell me you didn't think of that?" Xia Lun looked suspiciously at his wife.

The Demon King spread the bat wings on her back, wrapping Xia Lun tightly within.

"Shut up... Xia Lun."

Using magic to regulate body temperature... was not a difficult task for Aina.

But after playing around for a while and trying out various suitable temperatures, they ultimately found... her normal temperature was still the most comfortable.

If it was too cold, it seemed to lack a certain feeling; if it was too hot, it easily made one feel irritable.

In the end, the two decided not to bother with those flashy tricks; her usual state was already comfortable enough.

"Phew— Phew—"

The bat wings drooped softly, and Xia Lun set Aina down.

"Is this thing really useful?" Xia Lun poked Aina's lower abdomen, which was still engraved with pink patterns—a magic Aina had invented to lower her perception.

Today, Aina was still in quite a state, as if the magic had completely failed.

"It might be that my body has gradually developed a resistance to this magic." Aina frowned; having magic resistance that was too high didn't seem to be a good thing either.

"Whatever, I'll just dispel it." Aina reached out, intending to erase the magic.

"Don't, keep it." Xia Lun stopped Aina's hand, stroking her completely flat lower abdomen. "I think it looks quite nice."