The More She Struggled, The Tighter He Hugged

"Wh...What?"

Di Fuyi remained silent but kept looking at her.

Gu Xijiu felt awkward. The breeze was really chilly and although both of them could warm each other by cuddling, Di Fuyi's body was freezing and she had insufficient spiritual power to keep herself warm. It felt as though they were in a frozen lake.

Did he mean what he said? Or was he saying all this just because of the alcohol? Did he even know what he was talking about?

Gu Xijiu could not escape so she leaned on his body instead and looked him in the eyes, "Celestial Master Zuo, do you know who I am?"

Di Fuyi was still looking at her silently. He had her image reflected in his eyes and behind her was a starry night sky.

"Hey, Celestial Master Zuo! Are you conscious?" Gu Xijiu tried to sway her fingers in front of his eyes. Di Fuyi's lips were still sealed, and his eyes were red but still locked on her.