C323 My Male God and My Goddess

Ann Qianqian looked at the eighth day and could not help but think of Ying.

They were the same age but had different lives.

She raised her hand and caressed the girl's face and said, "Look at you. You are sweating all over and you are asking me if I am cold. The sea breeze is blowing, don't get cold "

The eighth day giggled and said: "Thank you for your concern, Miss. I'm fine