After sighing with regret over having to give up the spilled Christmas dessert set, Ansheng casually wiped away a bit of cream and began a leisurely stroll with Miaomiao.
The streetlamps cast a bright, warm glow, while the howling cold wind bit straight through the back of their necks. The two inevitably shrank their heads down and pulled their scarves tight.
"Ah... It seems like it never snows here during winter..."
Chapter 252