"Your hands are so cold, how can you not be cold?"
"I'm really not cold." Bai Qingqing wasn't lying. The rolled snowball seemed to be releasing a tremendous amount of heat, and it was a little too hot to hold. Of course, her temperature was always considered cold when compared to Parker.
Seeing that she really wanted to play, Parker couldn't bear to stop her. He said, "Then let me help you. What shape do you want to make them into?"
"Roll it into a big ball first for the head," Bai Qingqing immediately said. Taking the chance when Parker had let down his guard, she slipped out from his arms and pounced into the snow once again, starting to dig up snow.
Parker's long arms scooped up the snow, gathering a large amount of it. It didn't take him long to roll it up into a big snowball.
