Deep in the heart of winter, Sijiu City was blanketed in a layer of silver frost as snow began to fall. The temperature this year was exceptionally cold, already dropping to seven or eight degrees below zero.
Early in the morning, He Yushui emerged from her room and went straight to Chen Mo’s place, slipping under his quilt.
"Brother Chen Mo, your place is much warmer," He Yushui said with a smile as she snuggled against him.
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