Out of the window floating all over the sky fine snowflakes, with the breeze up, the gray sky without a ray of light, like a layer of mist.

Zong Xia moved his body slightly, drew his chest with his hands, and raised his eyes slightly to Shen yuecang.

"when did you wake up..." He took back his slightly surprised eyes, turned away from his face, took back his hands and threw the towel back into the water.

the two figures were printed on the ripples. Zong Xia reluctantly opened his smile and moved it gently. The skin and muscles on his face were torn like pain, "just woke up..." Her...