C15 Zhao Qinghe Took a Shower

Oh.

Zhao Qinghe cursed the system in his heart.

306 pretended to be dead and didn't say anything.

Zhao Qinghe went forward and used his fingers to pinch the bed. The temperature on his fingertips was immediately sucked away, "The winter just passed, it's so cold. "

It was thin and damp. With such a blanket every day, one could get rheumatism at such a young age