"We'll be fine, Grandfather." Feng Ao Si was looking at the gate excitedly while tightening his coat for his mother to see. Wind City had more snow compared to the Capital City, so he was wearing more than usual. It was not like he felt cold but his mother was worried that he would fall sick.
"Don't go too far."
"Yes."
Nan Hua was helpless when her aunt tightened the coat around her body. It was clear that Nan Si Qiao would never let her out if she didn't bundle herself enough to fight against the cold.
She was a martial artist. This amount of cold was actually nothing.
"Come on." Nan Si Qiao grabbed Nan Hua's hand and led her out. She was being very careful as if she was handling a very small kid.
Nan Hua: "…"
She was really not used to be treated like a fragile object.
