C193 Love

Lin Rann was stunned. She moved her lips and made a compromise. She pitifully said, "I... I can put my face against it..."

"Then your face will not hurt if it is too cold." Lu Hansheng buried his fingers into the ice and did not forget to comfort her, "If you think it is not good, I will wash my hands twice."

"Hey, hey, hey," Lin Rann pulled him. Her eyes were bright and wet