The cold wind was howling before the snow, and the weather was freezing. However, Adam's body was very warm, like a walking fireplace. Lumma, whose nose was red from the cold, buried herself in his arms.
Her face was right next to his chest, and Adam's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
He had never been so intimate with a girl, so close that he could even feel her breath, her heartbeat, and even the tenderness of her soft body.
Fortunately, this girl was his wife, and she was also the one he would protect for the rest of his life.
Adam hugged her harder and subconsciously slowed down his pace so that he could hold her for a while longer ...
But the girl in his arms murmured, "Ruby, you are so warm!"
Humma buried herself in his arms only because she was too drunk, and she even recognized him as someone else.
Thinking of this, a wave of anger rushed straight to Adam's forehead. "No drinking from now on."