"I guess there's not much we can do. It seems there's no Chinese food here, but I'll try to contact them to see if I can get some for you!"
Seeing Shen Haoxuan a little troubled, Mi Lu shook her head and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly felt like having some. French cuisine is just as fine!"
Shen Haoxuan didn't say anything more, then said, "You rest for a bit first. After lunch, we'll go skiing!"
Hearing the word skiing, a glint flashed in Mi Lu's eyes.
Finally, we can go skiing.
Catching every color and glow in Mi Lu's eyes, Shen Haoxuan went out.
Standing in the room, Mi Lu opened the window and watched the snowflakes drift outside. She curved her lips, stretched out her hand, watching the snowflakes melt in her palm and then disappear...
With eyes full of purity, Mi Lu, like a child, extended her hand outside the window playing with the snowflakes, completely absorbed in her fun.
When Shen Haoxuan walked in, he saw this scene.
