"I had something to do, so I won't disturb you anymore!"
A cold and low voice, hiding a hint of chill, directly refused without giving the other party any face.
The next second, Britney felt an unusual temperature in her cold palms. Before Britney could react, her body had already followed that tall and sturdy figure, being led away by Manuel.
Standing on the lush green lawn, Manuel faced Britney and held her hand.
"Why are your hands so cold?" Manuel's icy eyes flickered with concern.
"Every winter is like this, but it gets better in spring." Britney has gotten used to it, and she has actually seen many doctors and taken many supplements, but it was all in vain.
Standing under the grand courtyard, being looked at like this by Manuel, Britney blushed.
Holding Britney's fair hand, Ma
