Inside the mutton hotpot restaurant, even though the heater was on, Holly still felt cold. She was wrapped up warmly and had a scarf around her neck.
Being too afraid of the cold isn't a good thing; whenever the weather turns chilly, she doesn't feel like moving.
Holly is usually lively, but when it's cold, she becomes sluggish.
"Is it that cold?"
Leo reached out to hold Holly's hand, her hand was icy cold, and he gripped it tightly.
The young girl wore a lot of clothes, yet her hands were still cold. Seeing her rosy red face from the chill, Leo felt a pang of heartache.
"Cold."
Holly blinked, thinking that she really is suited for hibernation in winter.
Snakes hibernate in winter, so why don't humans? Holly had asked herself this question more than once, thinking it's too cold in winter to be active.
"You sit here first, I'll go get you some milk tea."
The mutton in the pot was still simmering and not fully cooked. Leo glanced out the window and said slowly.
