C458 His Blood Was Boiling

Compared to my already numb and extremely cold lips, Su Ning's lips, although also cold, had an extra bit of warmth.

That slight temperature made me feel warmth.

In a trance, I see Su Ning's face again. My brain is unable to think of what Su Ning is currently doing.

After a long time, Su Ning raised her head.

On her fair face, drops of tears fell like pearls.

"Little Chen