In April in Paris, the spring cold is steep, and it rains all night at night, and water accumulates on the road. In the afternoon, it drizzled again, and pedestrians were reluctant to use umbrellas and put up their collars to resist the cold wind.

It's best to sit in a café facing the street, blow the heat, and watch the people pass through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Fang Zhiyao just took Su Yun to go to the supermarket.

Soon, Su Yun's jet-black hair was wrapped in a layer of white mist, the tip of his nose was blown red by the wind, his skin was so white that he could barely see blood, and a pair of bright eyes were busy

"Warm Your Heart is Cold" Chapter 147 Encounter a thief is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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