A cold wind, like a sharp knife, pierced into his eyes, making him forget to breathe. Suddenly, he bumped headfirst into a cold chest.,Wen Xueluo's family was once very glorious. When she was only two years old, she was betrothed to Yan Huai, the son of a Duke. Although the two never ended up together, everyone knows that Yan Huai's things can only be discarded and cannot be picked up by others.,"Yeah, it's obvious..." Xie Shuning murmured softly, "I'm cold, hug me..."。