C51 Momentary warming

Although it was the middle of the day, the sky outside the window was gloomy and gloomy, and little snowflakes were gradually drifting about. Even the sky was sad, as if grieving for their mutual torture.

Ling Chen held her like this, warming her up.

Gradually, Jian Fan's breathing calmed down, and the trembling of his body gradually subsided. Ling Chen had not been able to rest well last night