C193 Wu yan's provocation

The sky was dark, the streets were bustling with noise and excitement. Colorful neon lights lit up the streets, and the wind and snow blew harder.

"Sis, are you cold?" Wu Yan stopped and watched as the snowflakes dyed her hair white and moistened her thick, curling eyelashes.

Mu Nuanzhou kept to himself and shook her head, she was not in high spirits as she continued to walk.

Suddenly