By the time they disembarked the plane, it was nearly five o'clock, with only the last glimmer of sunset left, as light snow flurried outside.
The sky was a blanket of grey. Xia Xiaoxiao and Wu Lingyu both clutched Xu Qingfan's hand tightly, feeling both unfamiliar with and curious about the world outside the terminal.
Inside the plane, the temperature was always maintained at a pleasant twenty-plus degrees, so Xu Qingfan, Xia Xiaoxiao, and Wu Lingyu were just wearing thin long-sleeved shirts when they got off. Fortunately, the terminal was heated too, so none of them felt cold.
"Put on your clothes first, it's several degrees below zero outside, so cold!" Guan Biyue reminded them as she got dressed.
"Okay!"
The three little ones nodded and put on sweaters knitted by Mom before donning their down jackets.
"Hahaha~"
Their down jackets, all purchased by Yao Jiping, had a style that Xu Qingfan somehow found universally consistent and inexplicably funny.
