Noticing her excited voice and eager expression, Cedrian asked:

Do you like snow?

Ling Miao nodded subconsciously, her face beaming with delight. "I really like it."

As a southerner, who doesn't yearn for the snowy scenery of the north?

This time, she's determined to have a blast!

Cedrian looked at her expression thoughtfully.

The starship was fast, but perhaps Ling Miao's anxiety about waiting was even greater.

It took some effort to slowly land.

As soon as the starship's hatch opened, a biting gust of cold wind rushed in. However, everyone was wearing state-of-the-art thermal underwear—light, fluffy, and stylishly designed—so they didn't feel cold.

Even so, the biting cold wind still made me feel a chill when it brushed against my face.

As far as the eye can see, everything is white.

Everything was white, with colorful lights flashing across the snow from time to time, supposedly to prevent snow blindness.

The vegetation not far away also has various unique shapes, including rime ice and many more tree species with pine needle-like tips.

Without exception, their colors were all light and tended towards white.

The pale, not-so-warm sunlight shone on it, refracting a soft light that made one's eyes dizzy.

This feeling became even stronger after leaving the starship transfer station.

A biting wind tried to sneak into her clothes through the gaps, and Ling Miao sneezed unexpectedly, quickly pressing down the hem of her clothes.

Suddenly, a warm and thick coat was draped over his body.