บท 208: The great devil's delivering some warmth?

Ye Wanwan spoke as she continued to struggle on her deathbed and shot Si Xia a look to get him to put his clothes on. In addition, she was also pushing all the love letters, candies and chocolates to Si Xia's side.

"All these belong to him, they belong to him! I've got nothing to do with them!" *forced laugh*

Si Xia noticed that she was pushing everything over to his side and his face darkened. He raised his brows and took out one of the love letters-- aiya, on the cover were the words "TO WANWAN THE GODDESS, SARANGHAEYO [1]" in big, bold words!

Ye Wanwan: "…" I really want to strangle this bastard to death!

There was still a remnant of the cold from outside the classroom on Si Yehan's body. His devilish face was stained with icy frost as well, and what laid before her eyes was like the bitter cold wind that sliced through her thin clothing.

Ye Wanwan felt as if her internal organs were about to freeze.

At this moment, a cold breeze blew in.