"If you really don't feel like going out, I won't force you. After all, I'm not that kind of person," Huo Muchen said generously as he noticed Bai Nuanxi's reluctance.
Bai Nuanxi: "…"
How badly do you want to spend the entire day with me here, battling through three hundred rounds?
"Wait, don't tell me you're thinking of taking me out to build a snowman?" Glancing at the snow-covered landscape, Bai Nuanxi could only imagine the most typical snow games—building snowmen and having snowball fights. But with only the two of them, snowball fights wouldn't be as fun. Even if that mysterious assistant occasionally appeared out of nowhere, Bai Nuanxi highly doubted he'd have the audacity to throw a snowball at Huo Muchen. That would be career suicide! And he certainly wouldn't dare aim one at her either.
So, building a snowman it was.
"Do you like building snowmen?" Huo Muchen frowned slightly, seriously contemplating the feasibility of this activity.
