C516 Goodbye Shangguan Yiping

Three years later in winter, the snow is flying.

Leng Wanjun, wrapped in a scarf, stood at the entrance of the prison while rubbing her hands. Hai Tian, who was beside her, saw how cold Leng Wanjun was and took off his scarf. He wrapped her hands around her and left a small tail behind. Leng Wanjun raised her head. Her freedom to rub her hands had been taken away by him. Suddenly