I still wore it in winter and entered an unknown world.
High temperatures occur frequently here.
40℃, 42℃, 44℃, 46℃... There is only higher, not the highest.
Dong still settled the score and rolled up his sleeves: I'm in my old profession, here I come!
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Dong was still a ten-thousand-year-old ice cultivator who took human form, and was also a cooling master.
Once in a daze, he picked up his old job and met Yang He, a spendthrift.
He became her tenant and she became his landlord.
She is troubled by the fact that he is human and that he acts in pursuit of her.
Finally, on a dark and windy night——
Yanghe:
"I'm not human."
"I am Jinwu."
"My job is to hang in the sky as the sun."
Return in winter:
"I'm not human either."
"I am Ten Thousand Years of Ice."
"I work as a cooler."
…………
"We are made for each other!"
"Let's be together."
Purpose: Happiness is the greatest