C1212 You Are Inviting Me

Jiang Yunmeng shivered. She could clearly feel the coldness on Ye Shengxiao's fingertips.

F * ck, is he a cold-blooded animal?

In the hotel room, there was a warm breeze and the temperature was as high as twenty degrees. His fingertips were cold. This was not normal!

Ye Shengxiao seemed to have understood. Jiang Yunmeng's probing eyes darkened. She withdrew her hand and said, "Sit down