Lan Mu disliked eating hot dogs. When Yan Zao stuffed one into his mouth, he frowned in disgust, his brow furrowing into a Chinese character for "river". His instinct was to spit it out, but Yan Zao laughed with a 'hehe', childishly mischievous.
He suddenly felt the hot dog wasn't so bad after all, chewed a few times, and wolfed it down greedily.
It was a bit chilly outside, the wind blowing in gusts. Yan Zao's cheeks and the tip of her nose were a touch red from the cold. Lan Mu set her down and led her inside.
This was a sports stadium, not much different in architectural style from those back home.
Yan Zao's hands were ice-cold, and Lan Mu couldn't help scolding her, "Why are you so reckless?"
Yan Zao frowned. "How was I reckless?"
While buying hot dogs just now, she had also gotten a few lollipops. She took one out of her pocket, unwrapped it, and was about to stick it in her mouth, but after a thought, she raised it to Lan Mu's lips instead, "Have one."
