Yan Yan reached out to help her remove the snowflakes on her head, and gazed at her rosy cheeks, feeling a sudden flutter in his heart.
Soon, the corners of his lips lazily curved up into a smile: "Hmm, impressive."
In the past, he wasn't particularly fond of festive, lively scenes like this.
But with her around, it actually seemed... not bad at all.
Watching her bounce around the yard like a carefree little kitten, his mood inexplicably brightened.
Of course, it would be even better if Chu Yibai wasn't there.
After all the commotion, those who had things to do left early, leaving a few to stay for dinner.
Snowball fights are not like building snowmen; they ended up covered head to toe, especially with Yun Qiluo looking quite a mess.
Wang Ma dusted off the snow from her hair and clothes and, worried she might catch a cold, took her upstairs to change clothes.
