C38 Zhuo's Sudden Visit

The hot August sun shone the brightest glow of the season. The road in the morning was like a steamer. Waves of heat rolled in from the open road. Her delicate skin felt as if it was being torn apart by the sun.

If he could hide at home in this kind of weather, blowing on the cool breeze and drinking a small bowl of ice-cold sweet soup, he would have a good heart to accompany him