"Gege..."
As light returned to her eyes, Song Yaoyao's cheeks burned red as she held onto the man's sleeves.
"I shall allow you to redeem your reward in advance."
Huo Yunque put on his coat and helped the girl off the ground. With a chuckle, he whispered something beside her ear.
Boom—
Song Yaoyao didn't know where to look. Her eyes darted but all she saw was a vast sea of white.
Unable to endure anymore, she lifted her head and looked at the man's face.
From her angle, she could see the man's partially exposed Adam's Apple, peering out from the collar of his sweater. His exquisite jawline was like God's most meticulous creation.
Wearing his black coat, he pulled Song Yaoyao toward the snowman.
Song Yaoyao stumbled a little. From the moment that the man appeared, her eyes could only focus on him.
The man had a cold and restrained temperament; he could almost blend in with the snow.
