Late afternoon, Liu Qingquan ran out to greet Elder Liu, Liu Qingyan, and the following Hu Zhou at the alley entrance to bring them home.
As soon as they entered, the sharp-eyed Hu Zhou was startled and then enthusiastically circled around the Snow Sculpture World.
"Lu Lang's hands are truly skillful!" Elder Liu exclaimed in admiration, "The needle technique he demonstrated a few days ago struck me as divine, and I didn't expect his snow sculpture skills to be just as impressive."
Liu Qingyan's eyes were full of laughter. She just gazed at her snow sculpture, then turned to look at Lu Zheng, saying nothing, only smiling.
"Is it beautiful?" Lu Zheng asked, leaning closer.
"Beautiful~"
"But not as beautiful as the real you!"
Lu Zheng loved teasing Liu Qingyan, finding her blushing face particularly interesting.
