After Bai Di took off his armor, he picked Huanhuan up and walked into the stream.
The cold stream washed over her body, immediately dispelling the heat.
Huanhuan involuntarily sighed. It was so comfortable!
The stream was not deep enough to reach Bai Di's chest. He found a large smooth rock and lowered Huanhuan to it.
Huanhuan stepped on the stone. The stream reached her shoulder.
In order to keep her balance and prevent herself from being washed away by the stream, she had to hug Bai Di tightly.
Bai Di raised his hand to take the veiled hat off her head. He threw it ashore.
He wrapped his body around her so that no one could see her face except him.
Bai Di rested his chin on the top of her head, his Adam's apple brushing the tip of her nose. His scent surrounded her, making her feel very at ease.