C235

Hearing this, Little Rich Son froze, his brows knitted as if he was thinking about something.

"Am I cold?"

"Yep, she's cold to others, but not to me."

As if he had thought of something, Jin Weiwei giggled and happily rubbed his hands on Little Rich Son's body.

"Yes, only for others."

The corner of Little Rich Son's mouth hooked up as he held Jin Weiwei's hand tightly.

"..."

The next day