When he woke up from his deepest dream, the first thing Jiang Shangyu felt was the coldness.

Not the cold where the temperature drops.

It was a chill and stiffness that was clinging to the skin, almost penetrating into the bone marrow.

He frowned instinctively.

In his sight was a young woman clinging to him.

The woman's appearance is very young, with fair skin, long chestnut hair, delicate facial features, and a strong mixed-race style.

It's just at this moment that her soft body has no temperature at all, and her delicate face is also a kind of dead gray. Her eyes are opened to the maximum, and the brown pupils are filled with huge panic and disbelief before death. , luxurious queen bed...