"Hey big sis, are you going skiing? You look so cool in that outfit."
Mu Wanxin looked at the little girl in front of her, knowing she was from the south and curious about this northern sport. She smiled and replied, "Yeah, want to join me?"
"Can I?" An Ran finished speaking and then turned to look at Mu Xingfeng, her eyes practically twinkling.
Mu Xingfeng reached out and ruffled the girl's long hair. "Don't be silly, you can't ski."
Instantly, her little face drooped, and she pouted. "I can learn, though."
"Even if you learn, you won't get it," Mu Xingfeng calmly added fuel to the fire.
This time, An Ran pouted even more, her big, bright eyes looking at Mu Xingfeng. "Instructor Mu, did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"The sound of my heart breaking. My young heart can't take your blows; it's shattered to pieces," An Ran said pitifully.
