Chapter 592

"Are you cold?" Terence glanced sideways and noticed the tip of Lily's nose was slightly red, likely from the cold. He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. Lily stared at the two padlocks, lost in thought. By the time she snapped out of it and tried to refuse, it was too late. "But you're dressed even lighter than me," she said. Terence was dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt. The wind pressed the fabric against his chest, outlining his well-defined muscles. He took her hand again. "It's fine. I'm not cold." Lily could only urge him, "Then let's hurry back." The longer they stood there, the longer he would have to endure the cold. Half an hour later, the two of them emerged from the exit. Lily instinctively let go of his hand, but before she could, Terence tightened his grip. After that, she didn't pull away again. "The way down is over 500 steps. If you're tired, I can carry you," Terence offered considerately. Lily was lazy and rarely exercised. In fact, to