He held the girl's hand, closed it with his cuffs, and hung his black sleeves until his white and cold fingers were completely attached to his arm.

Jiang Yuyan asked Ranbai: "Will this be better?"

Ranbai stopped.

The temperature under her hands is indeed warm and sticks to her skin without any obstacles. She can feel the cold white and delicate touch under her fingertips.

It's better than a girl's skin.

Ranbaimu nodded vaguely, then retracted his hand, pulled it out of the boy's sleeve, and in an instant, he contacted the cold air and falling snowflakes, and the temperature gradually faded.

But Ranbai still feels a little hot.

Unspeakable hot.

I can only keep my face tight and try my best to calm myself by building a snowman.

The Ranbaizi is indeed much better than Jiang Yuyan, with an artistic atmosphere and a picturesque painting.

The girl broke a dead branch and engraved a name next to her.

——Jiang Yuyan.

"No." Ranbai clapped his hands, and Broken Snow slid down from his fingertips, "Your appearance."
Chapter completed!