It was very cold in early autumn, he was wearing a black coat, and his breath was white when he spoke, and even his slender fingertips were cold.

His facial features are already clean and neat, especially when there is no expression, it looks even more deep and three-dimensional.

Reaching out to support her reddened cheeks, she squinted her eyes with a helpless look: "It's not a good habit to not listen to people's explanations." ”

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