A Heavenly Gift: The

"What" It was a June day, but Qiao Qian felt as if she were in the snow. "It's not yours",He rushed downstairs and stood under the scorching sun, yet he didn't feel a single bit of warmth.,His reprimanding tone didn't show at all that the two of them had been friends for three years. Instead, he whispered softly to Qiao Xuexue, "Let's go home first. It's too hot outside, and you'll get sunburned."。