C197 Late at night

The cold wind blew gently and the air was cold.

Gao Yiqing and Zhou Ye just sat like that on the steps of the central plaza. Even though his hands were still holding onto the hot drinks, he could still clearly feel the chill.

When she came out, she was only wearing a white dress, and didn't think too much about it at that time. When she sat down, she realized that it was already this cold