At first, the snow was light, but gradually it fell heavier and heavier, and soon a layer of snowflakes accumulated on the ground.

"Xie Jingrun, it's snowing!" Rong Qingqing exclaimed happily, reaching out to catch the snowflakes falling from the night sky.

Seeing her so excited, Xie Jingrun was a little puzzled, "It snows every winter in the capital, what's so special about that?"

Rong Qingqing paused for a moment. Well, in modern times, she was from the South and had never been to the North. She had hardly ever seen snow since she was a child, so seeing snow now naturally made her unable to contain her excitement.

"It only snows a few times a year, of course it's rare," she said with a smile, ignoring him and continuing to play in the snow.

"Aren't you cold?" Xie Jingrun asked, frowning as he saw her playing with snowflakes.

Rong Qingqing's eyes darted around, then she suddenly turned around and reached her fingers, which had been touching the snow, toward his neck.

Xie Jingrun was caught off guard by her actions. When her icy fingers slid across his skin, it made a vein throb on his forehead. Looking at the mischievous girl, he gritted his teeth and said, "Rong Qingqing!"

"Haha!" Rong Qingqing wasn't afraid of him at all, and even made a face at him.

In a short while, the snow fell even harder, and the two of them were covered in glistening snowflakes in their hair and clothes.

Xie Jingrun caught some snowflakes, held them in his hand, and walked towards Rong Qingqing.

Upon seeing this, Rong Qingqing screamed in fright and turned to run away.

But how could she be faster than Xie Jingrun?

Xie Jingrun easily captured her.

Looking at the snow he was holding, Rong Qingqing shivered, feeling a chill run through her body.

However, Xie Jingrun did not get the snow on her. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

Perhaps it was because of the snow, but his lips were cold, and when they touched hers, she couldn't help but shiver.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the few pedestrians on the street hurried home. Soon, even the vendors packed up and went home.

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, Xie Jingrun lifted Rong Qingqing up in his arms and carried her into the carriage that had been following behind them.

Rong Qingqing snapped out of her daze, drew back the curtains, and looked outside.

Snowflakes fell from the night sky.

"How beautiful!" she exclaimed softly as she leaned against the windowsill.

Xie Jingrun really didn't think snow was anything special, so he naturally couldn't understand Rong Qingqing's excitement when she saw snow falling.

Snowflakes landed on her hair and eyebrows, but she was completely unaware, still looking out the window at the snow falling.

Rong Qingqing was admiring the snowy night sky outside when suddenly everything went dark. The curtains had fallen, blocking her view of the outside world.

She turned her head, looking at the man beside her with displeasure, "What are you doing?"

Xie Jingrun didn't say anything. He took out a handkerchief, wiped the snowflakes off her hair and eyebrows, and then put her hat back on her head.

"You'll catch a cold soon."

Seeing the man's concerned expression, Rong Qingqing paused, "I'm not cold."

Xie Jingrun touched her hand, raised an eyebrow at her, and said, "It's like an ice pop, aren't you cold?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing realized that her hands were so cold and numb.

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, then suddenly placed her hand inside his shirt.

Rong Qingqing's frozen fingers were instantly enveloped in warmth.

She froze, staring at the man's handsome face, and blurted out, "You're only wearing one layer underneath?"

"Want to know?" Xie Jingrun leaned back against the car wall and glanced at her.

Rong Qingqing was about to deny it when she heard him say to himself, "You'll know once you touch it."