C335 There's Another Story

The night wind was sharp, and it hurt a little when it blew on his face.

Su Xiangwan actually quite liked winter. When it was cold, people's perception of warmth was even more acute.

"I wonder how they are talking about it. " Su Xiangwan exhaled. The cold and hot air alternated in the air, turning into a cloud of smoke that could be seen by the naked eye