In fact, wearing so little would make one feel that time was especially long in such weather conditions. Su Bei could not even feel her own limbs anymore.
She heard the photographer call out to her, so she walked toward him, her steps heavy from the cold.
Huang Zhixian shouted at Su Bei, "Su Bei, slide down from the pile of snow over there. I want to take a photo depicting a southerner's first New Year's in the north. I want you to show a fearless and especially happy expression."
Before Su Bei could walk over, she heard Huang Zhixian's orders.
She blew on her palm. "Mr. Huang, can you let me rest for a while?"
She wasn't tired, she was just too cold.
Huang Zhixian unhappily said, "So many people are waiting for you. Su Bei, time is precious. I still have to rush for the next session."
Su Bei frowned slightly. It was obvious that Huang Zhixian had a motive.
