C255 A Stable Life

Hsiao Tingxuan was drunk as mud. He took a taxi to Ou Fengmian's villa.

Qiao'er sat in the living room and watched television. The heater was on in the living room, so she did not feel cold.

If it wasn't for the knock on the door, Qiao'er wouldn't have thought so.

It had been snowing heavily these past few days, and the wind was blowing. Qiao'er didn't feel that it was already so late