The weather was cold and the night was dark. The temperature had dropped to-6 OR-7 degrees Celsius. Mrs. Yue's breath turned into white mist as she pressed her face against Xia Anlan's chest.
Mrs. Yue's face was red, either from the heat or from the cold. She clutched Xia Anlan's shirt, and her breathing was a little rapid as she ran over.
When she heard Xia Anlan's words, she felt her breathing become more rapid, and her heart was beating very fast.
It was like this every time. Every time he said something, it made her feel like she had suddenly become a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, enjoying his pampering, warmth, and love.
Xia Anlan held onto Mrs. Yue's cold hands.""Didn't I tell you to wear thicker clothes?"
Mrs. Yue raised her head and looked at Xia Anlan. Her eyes were bright, especially on a night like this.
