After everyone filled their stomachs, there was still an hour before the New Year's Eve party started.
Xia Xiaoxiao and her classmates who were performing had already changed into fringed dresses, with skirts fluttering, showcasing their svelte beauty in every move.
"Here's another bag of warm babies; it's especially cold tonight. Who else needs some?" Xu Qingfan took another bag of warm babies from the cabinet and placed them on the table after opening the package.
"Thanks, Brother Fan."
"Alright, I still need some."
After the initial interaction, Xia Xiaoxiao's classmates were no longer overly formal and continued to generously stick warm babies on themselves.
When the sun completely set, the outdoor temperature kept dropping and was only five degrees.
Xu Qingfan turned off the living room heater, opened the door to feel the weather outside, and a gust of cold wind hit him, making him shiver.