Wei Anning, having acclimatized to the cold air outside, was quite composed. She crouched down, scooped up a handful of snow in her palm, and made a snowball, which she threw at Leng Youchen unexpectedly.
Seeing him being hit by the snowball, she laughed uncontrollably, "Leng Youchen, why didn't you dodge?"
Leng Youchen gently brushed the snow off himself. He didn't dodge because she had dazzled him. Even if she had thrust a sword at him just now, he still wouldn't have dodged.
"Is it fun?"
Wei Anning made another snowball and nodded with a smile, "It's fun. I haven't had a snowball fight in a long time. Will you play with me for a while?"
"Alright, but it's cold outside, and you're not yet fully recovered. After ten minutes, we'll go inside."
"Okay."
