Xu Musen could only endure the pain.
Six small snowmen were rolled up on the ground, representing two families of six, standing side by side, which was especially warm in this snowy weather.
Xu Musen looked around and started making another snowman.
Yao Mingyue watched his actions, her mouth involuntarily turning down slightly, "Making one for your little girlfriend?"
"How did you know?"
Xu Musen was indeed making it for An Nuannuan. Snow in Shanghai wasn't common, and even when it did snow, it wasn't much. During their recent phone calls, she had kept saying how she envied being able to play with snow here.
"Tch, just with the look in your eyes as you make that snowman, who couldn't tell..."
Yao Mingyue sounded sour, recalling that in the past, he used to look at her with that same expression, and it seemed to her that Xu Musen was using even more snow for his snowman than when he was making hers.
She huffed in discontent.
