C112 Temperature

When he returned to the rented house, Yang Chenxuan was still in a daze. It was still early, only around seven o'clock in the evening.

Because it was autumn, the sky was already dark.

Yang Chenxuan lay on the sofa and did not want to move. He did not need to think about reading anymore.

The door suddenly opened.

Yang Chenxuan heard the sound of the door opening and opened his eyes