It's getting dark. The winter nights always come very fast. At the time of dinner, we finally got home.

As soon as the car stopped, the driver, Xiao Zhang, did not extinguish the fire, and ran out to open the door for us. I was really flattered by the gallant manner.

I'm really not suited to living in a big family. I'm not accustomed to this kind of behavior, and I'm especially at a loss.

Fu Zhiyue got out of the car, took my palm around the car and led me to the brightly lit house.

His face looks cold, but his palm is extremely warm, as hot as his...