C480 The Woman Was Dressed in White

The goose feather snow carried a moist breath as it was swept into the window along with the winter wind. The wind rolled up Zhuang Shengdie's delicate long hair and the cold hair cut across Baili Fen'ge's face with a strange temperature. Baili Fen'ge was so shocked that he kept stepping back. This woman was too strange. Baili Fen'ge felt oppressed even as he got closer.

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