After Xia Wanyuan posted on Weibo, Chen Yun, who had been anxiously looking for a public relations team for her, calmed down. "It's been a long time since you posted your daily photos on Weibo. If you have time, just post one."
Xia Wanyuan agreed and stroked the kitten on her lap. It was furry and felt good. "Jun Shiling, I'm cold."
Jun Shiling quickly walked over with a blanket and touched Xia Wanyuan's hand. However, he realized that the temperature was not low. A smile appeared in Jun Shiling's eyes. "Here's the blanket."
"No." Xia Wanyuan refused.
Jun Shiling smiled as he expected it. "Then what do you want?"
Xia Wanyuan looked up and reached out to him.
The weather was getting colder. The weather forecast said that there would be first snow tonight in Beijing. Xia Wanyuan's body in the modern world was actually very healthy, but her habit of being cold in her previous life still subconsciously made her feel very cold.
