Wearing his thickest coat and thick warm boots, Wen Yi went out under an umbrella.
The rain is not heavy, it is the kind that floats, but it is very cold, especially in this season.
She couldn’t help complaining as she walked, walking out of the heater on such a cold day, and it would be cold no matter how much she wears, she really annoyed the man Mo Shichen.
There is always a lamp standing high outside the gate of the villa, the aperture range is larger than the row of lamps in the garden, dim and quiet, and even the floating rain can be seen clearly.
Mo Shichen was also a little tired from standing, his tall body leaning on the car body, the light fell on him like a cold soft light, and his hair could see moisture.
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