C918 Tinker

By the time he finished his breakfast, it was no longer as cool and refreshing as before. He could already feel the heat when he walked out of the inn.

"To swim in such weather? That should have been earlier. " Xue Xu took out an oil-paper umbrella from somewhere and held it up.

Jiang Wanbai felt that it wasn't that hot, so he didn't hold up his umbrella