บท 307: Do You Regret It?

It was late October and every room in this house was as cold as if you were falling into an ice house.

At the beginning of winter, it was not as cold as it was now. This was because, at that time, there was a young woman who was afraid of the cold, would secretly stick her cold feet in Xian Yijun's embrace every night.

This was one of the coquettish and unreasonable things Wei Zhijuan had done to him in these past few days.

Xian Yijun stood silently in front of the door for a long time before he moved. He did not turn around to chase after her but slowly walked through the door.

When Guo Bo received Wei Shanyuan's call and learned that Wei Zhijuan was really leaving tonight, he rushed to the Wintry Isles. When he arrived at Xian Yijun's house, his footsteps slowed down and he slowly entered the house.

He looked at the magazines scattered on the sofa and the two bags of potato chips that had been secretly stashed under the coffee table.