"Watch out!"
Xia Nuan and Xicheng rushed over at the same time. The little guy lifted his snow-covered little hands and gave a gentle clap, laughing gleefully as the snow flew off his gloves.
Seeing his demeanor, Xia Nuan and Xicheng exchanged a glance, both a little amused yet helpless.
"He's never seen snow before," Xia Nuan explained softly.
Winters in Portugal rarely see snow, so it was only after arriving in A City that Niannian saw snow for the first time in his short life.
For a child, this was an incredibly novel experience.
After clapping the snow off his gloves, the little guy bent down, deliberately pressing his hand into the snow, then clapped the snow playfully, and noticed the footprints he left in the snow. He lifted his foot to stomp around, seeing his little feet disappear into the snow, laughing out loud again.
"This little rascal, his gloves will be soaked, and his hands will get cold!"
Xia Nuan scolded verbally, but didn't really stop him.
