The lights were bright, Xu Chang'an stepped over the threshold, holding a thick floral jacket and spreading it out before Yun Qian.
The slightly yellowish glow fell on Xu Chang'an's face, making him appear extremely unreal, as if he were about to be swallowed up completely by the intense light.
Yun Qian held onto the windowsill, staring blankly at him, and suddenly found another reason for the Celestial Dao Association to seek his help.
The girl rarely regrets.
But at this moment, she began to regret turning rain into snow.
The arrival of snow weather meant a drop in temperature, which thwarted her intention to "undress" for Xu Chang'an to see. If she didn't do something to remedy this, it wouldn't be long before Xu Chang'an would wrap her up like a dumpling and stuff her into a quilt.
This is having gains and losses, isn't it?
Concern and warmth cannot be both embraced.
"Mi... Miss?" Xu Chang'an was startled as Yun Qian stared at him.
