C843 He Is Trash

Cold.

Very cold.

A bone-chilling feeling.

Bai Xianxian slept for a very long time and her body was covered with two thick blankets.

However, she would mutter from time to time. There was only one word, cold.

The cold water that Lih Lingye poured on her with his fluffy hair not only poured on her body, but also on her heart.

It not only made her feel cold to the bone