Dongfang Yu's body leaned lazily against the backrest.
It was now the twelfth lunar month, and the weather had grown colder.
His aversion to the cold was sometimes better, sometimes not, and he had no idea why.
It clearly had improved a lot recently, but recently it had flared up again.
He had clearly come into contact with Gu Qiaoqiao yesterday, yet the warmth that should have been there was absent.
Instead, the carving room felt very comfortable.
Dongfang Yu wondered if he should move his home to Gu Garden.
Would living in the carving room feel as warm as spring...
Immediately after, Dongfang Yu dismissed the thought.
Some ideas are best remained as such.
He wasn't about to go so far as to take over someone else's house.
Dongfang Yu looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, his brow twitched, and he simply asked directly, "Do you still remember what happened after opening the Mysterious Dragon Box?"
Gu Qiaoqiao nodded, "Of course I remember."
