Yu Tingwan reflected for a moment.
This is indoors, not outside, and Wei Shen is her husband, not an outsider.
No problem.
It's just that he's making a big fuss!
All wet, if she didn't change, she'd be so cold.
Wei Shen is not considerate!
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.
Even if they haven't consummated their marriage, she and Wei Shen have been living and eating together for a while, they should have developed some feelings, right?
After all, she escaped the jaws of death but didn't see Wei Shen show any concern.
If he's not concerned, that's fine, but he even fusses over her being exposed.
Is it unattractive?
Yu Tingwan looked down at herself in confusion.
Her skin was as delicate as a freshly peeled lychee.
She was left with only thin underpants below, with short legs that exposed her frost-bitten red ankles, and a dusty gray undergarment on top.
But upon closer inspection, it was clear it had been washed to the point of fading.
