C160 Malicious hype

In the afternoon, the temperature soared to 40 degrees.

The sky was cloudless, and the sun shone directly on the earth.

Zhao Yilin squatted on the floor to tidy up the flowers. The sun was shining on her head and the ground was steaming. Sweat quickly soaked her white shirt. The fabric stuck to her skin and made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The only parasol was in his hand