C322 Proactive Invitation
The night was cold, so even though Du Qiaoyun was lying on the bed covered by a blanket, she could feel the chilliness penetrating her bones, not to mention the fact that Xie Zhifeng was standing barefoot on the ground.
"How long are you going to stand there? Why aren't you coming up? You don't even know how cold it is in the cold! "
Du Qiaoyun's tone was reproachful
