Stella Grace was really afraid of hitting Jasper's face, so she aimed her throws slightly higher.
"What are you afraid of? Come on," Jasper Milton said in a low voice.
"Let's stop playing this. Let's make a snowman instead," Stella Grace squatted down and rolled a snowball.
Jasper stood in front of her and looked at her. He said meaningfully, "Stella, don't let me be your soft spot."
"Don't let me be your soft spot too then," Stella said with a smile.
Jasper put a snowball on Stella's head and stepped back.
Stella understood his intention and finally stood up.
He retreated 20 meters away and threw the snow ball at her.
Stella could feel that there was a gust of wind coming toward her. In an instant, the snowball above her head was hit away.
This was not about soft spots, but ability. Stella did not argue with him. She continued to squat down and make the snowball happily.
