C313 A Warm Scene

It was clearly the middle of June, but a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from all directions, causing the clothes of the two people in confrontation to flutter, blowing the crabapple onto the ground.

Icily and arrogantly looking at the dark expression of Huaimo, he gazed into her phoenix eyes, which were almost spewing fire. After a moment of silence, he pursed his lips and smiled. Heavens