Ning Xuan had always been strong, so not only did she throw such a big snowball just now, but she also gave it a vigorous toss, "Idiot, Song Zhan!"
Unexpectedly attacked, Song Zhan, who hadn't prepared for such an onslaught, stumbled several steps forward after being hit by Ning Xuan. He tripped over a stone and fell forward, right in front of Song Yue.
He plunged headfirst into the nearby snowy ground.
Seeing this, Yu Ting quickly pulled Xiaobao back a couple of steps.
To avoid getting splashed with snow.
"Ning Xuan!"
Song Zhan hurriedly climbed out from the snow and yelled at Ning Xuan. His short hair hadn't grown long yet, and now the tips were frosted with snow.
"I'm here." The two of them often teased each other, so they had lost track of how many times they had quarreled before. Ning Xuan, unfazed, stood still at the scene of the incident, looking up at Song Zhan with her hands on her hips, "What's going to happen?"
