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As expected of an ice beauty. When Ding Changsheng held Chen Hongqiang's hand, Chen Hongqiang's hand was ice-cold without a trace of warmth. Ding Changsheng had thought that it was similar to holding a dead person's hand, but he was too embarrassed to take it back on the spot.

"Sis Chen, are you cold?" Ding Changsheng said speechlessly.

"No