C424 Shi Xuanyin's Wedding(4)

The cold was deep.

Winter was coming.

The flowers on the windowsill were in full bloom.

It was a winter rose, fully blooming under the rays of the sun.

Miss's house was in disarray, the shed in disarray — sometimes, he wondered, were the roses in bloom? Or what kind of variant?

The climbing tiger's feet became sluggish, turning into mud and dancing in the air.

Soon