Xiang Fei, also known now as Shang Qinghua really regrets writing that despite being on a mountain range, Cang Qiong Sect is warm the lowest durning all year.
Shang Qinghua sighed tiredly, as he fanned himself with some empty, loose pages he found laying around in his office.
Since he was reborn, his upbringing being in a small village of a mix between humans and demons in a Northern Desert. Along with the fact that he's an Abyssal Snow Fox, makes him feel like he's melting currently.
"I should have wrote ice cream machines or something, electric fans." Mumbled The Fox to himself, as he slowly slid onto the floor, laying flat on a slightly cooler flooring.
That's how he was found by Mu Qingfang who paused upon seeing his Shixiong half-dead on the floor. He came closer when Shang Qinghua continued to lay on the ground without any reaction.
They both blinked at each other, before Mu Qingfang sighed and picked up the whining fox easily, taking him outside.
"Noooo, it's so hot-" Whined Shang Qinghua loudly, while An Ding disciples started trying to get their Shizun out of Mu Qingfang's hold, making the doctor dodge the disciples.
It's still a surprise to Mu Qingfang, sometimes, seeing how loyal An Ding disciples are to Shang Qinghua (Mu Qingfang is sure that the little ducklings killed people for Shang Qinghua without his Shixiong even knowing).
After successful dodging of disciples' hands, Mu Qingfang walked off with Shang Qinghua in his arms, towards one of the hidden caves of the sect. Inside there's a half-frozen lake in which Mu Qingfang dumped his Shixiong into, making the fox splutter and whine, before drifting on the ice-cold water.
While Shang Qinghua was drifting happily on the water, finally temperature perfect for him, Mu Qingfang observed how the layers (barely any, compared to the standards) on Shang Qinghua's body cling to the fox-demon's skin.
Maybe he can get his naive Shixiong to take off the clothes with few suggestion, thought to himself Mu Qingfang.
