"Hey, Shan'er, Zhenghao didn't rest with you. No wonder it's so cold in your room. It's so cold that my husband can't control his whole body."
Sister Qi Ya Qinglian rolled her eyes coquettishly at the husband who was licking his face and telling lies.
Whether it's cold or excited, Mr. Se** knows it in his heart.
"Is it cold? I don't feel it."
"It's cold, it's really cold. Let's go take a look at Yunshu's room. She has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, so she must not be used to the weather in the north. The stove should not be stopped yet.
Let’s go! Let’s go and have a look together.”
After a long time, the three girls followed their husband to Wenren Yunshu's boudoir with bright red faces.
"hey-hey..."
Young Master Liu rubbed his hands and chuckled twice: "It's warm, it's still warm in Yun Shu's room.
It will be warmer if we all squeeze in together."
As the candlelight was extinguished, the room suddenly filled with jealousy and a feeling of spring.
It adds a little temperature to the slightly cold weather in northern Xinjiang.
Chapter completed!