"It's rare to see such a heavy snowfall, come on, let's go," Shen Zhaozhao said as she pulled on his sleeve. In the past few years, it had seldom snowed, and even when it did, it was only for a short while before it melted on the ground. Such heavy snow was very rare.
When is a better time to play if not now?
"Hold on," Sheng Chuyi, realizing she was serious, quickly went back to the room.
Soon, he emerged from the house, carrying a hat and scarf to put on her, and then gloves, before taking her hand and saying, "Let's go!"
While waiting for the elevator, Shen Zhaozhao tugged at the scarf around her neck and said, "Why do I feel like you're treating me like a child?"
Sheng Chuyi glanced at her and said, "Children aren't as much fun as you, and they listen better too."
"Who says so? Just look outside," Shen Zhaozhao pointed out the window, where many young children had already gathered on the open ground, running around and playing.
