January 1, 3 a.m.
Xu Yuanfei had just taken a shower. At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa with a thin blanket draped over her body. She was watching a certain TV station's New Year's Eve gala rerun. Her long hair hung down on both sides. Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, her hair was slightly curled and covered her slightly red face.
Outside the window, the sky was full of snow, and the heating in the room was surging.
Hearing footsteps slowly approaching, her body stiffened slightly, and the blood in her entire body started to heat up.
It was as if the lingering warmth at the corner of her mouth had started burning again.
From the corner of her eye, she saw him approaching. He sat down beside her. The sofa sank, and her heart trembled.
After changing their relationship, neither of them seemed to be used to it.
Just as Xu Yuanfei reached out to pull up the fallen blanket, someone gently held her hand.
