"Wow, it's snowing!" Lu Xiaoyou looked out the window and only then noticed the garden was covered in unmelted snow.
"Little Liangliang, is it snowing over there?"
Hearing her soft voice, the man hadn't even sipped his coffee, yet his stomach already felt warm. He instinctively turned his head to glance out the window.
"Rhode Island is in the Atlantic Ocean monsoon region; it never snows."
He didn't know why, but he originally intended to give Lu Xiaoyou a piece of his mind. Somehow, he ended up talking to her about snow.
"Such a pity." Lu Xiaoyou sighed over the phone, "Snow is beautiful, I hope it keeps snowing when you return."
The man's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. He wasn't very interested in snow, yet he didn't mind listening to Lu Xiaoyou talk about such a boring topic.
"Lu Xiaoyou, did you have a good time last night?"
Long Xiliang planned to settle accounts with her and quickly end their conversation.
