Luo Zhenchuan raised his hand and rolled his eyes, "Aunt, Uncle, can I go? I'll be making a snowman nearby and won't disturb you."

Yan Huaiqing looked at him and stretched out his hand to him, "Come on."

I call him uncle, if you don’t agree, it means you don’t recognize me.

Luo Zhenchuan took his hand and followed him out happily.

Clouds gathered on the horizon, and a faint sun climbed out from behind the clouds, making the sky dimly bright.

Yan Huaiqing let go of her hand and took out his phone. "How do you want to take the photo?"

"How do you want to shoot it? Boyfriend's perspective." Luo Qingman asked back.

Yan Huaiqing squatted down and said, "Then walk towards me from the direction of the sunrise. There is a lamp next to you, so let the light fall on your side face."

"good."

The two were filming a video, and Luo Zhenchuan was rolling a snowball beside them. When he got tired, he squatted beside them and watched them.

Luo Qingman walked towards him with a smile, Yan Huaiqing lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to her. She was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hand to him, and the next moment he held her hand and pulled her into his arms.

The camera captured a pair of slender fingers that brushed across her hair, passed by the drooping lanterns, and faced the rising sun that had completely jumped out of the clouds.

When the sky was bright, he pressed the end button and kissed her face, "Sister."

Luo Qingman raised her face, "Hmm?"

"You are so beautiful."

She walked towards him in the sunrise, and every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of his heart.

Luo Qingman was held in his arms, and she put her weight on him. She took his mobile phone, took a look at it and thought it was pretty good, so she imported the chorus of "Tian Guang" that he had recorded and edited it.

Yan Huaiqing hugged her and said, "Aren't you cold standing outside? Let's get our hair cut when we get home."

"Let me check the adaptability. It's well shot. Just add a few keyframes and adjust it and it will be perfect." Luo Qingman stuffed the phone into his pocket. "Want to have a snowball fight? You fight one against two, and Xiaochuan and I will team up."

Luo Zhenchuan stood up suddenly, "Great! I fully agree with it!!"

Yan Huaiqing nodded, "Okay."

Luo Zhenchuan picked up the big snowball he had rolled and ran towards Luo Qingman, "Aunt, here's the big snowball I rolled for you!"

Luo Qingman took the snowball and threw it at Yan Huaiqing. Yan Huaiqing did not dodge and the snowball landed on his legs.

He shook off the snow, bent down, rolled up a snowball, and said with a smile, "Sister, you can't bear to throw it at me."

Luo Qingman also quickly grabbed a ball of snow and threw it at him. The snow hit his shoulder, "Who said that?"

Yan Huaiqing strode forward, smashing the snowball thrown by Luo Zhenchuan. Large flakes of snow fell on Luo Zhenchuan. He took a step back, his feet dug into the snow pile, and sat down in the snow, staggering back and forth.

Luo Zhenchuan was confused and pouted.

Uncle Yan bullies the kids.

Yan Huaiqing glanced at him and grabbed Luo Qingman who was about to escape, "Sister, can you kiss me as many times as I throw you?"

Luo Qingman was hooked by his collar from behind, so she could only turn her head, "Okay, but the number of times I hit you will cancel it out. If I throw you more times than you throw me, you won't be able to kiss me for that many days. How about that?"

"Whatever Xiaochuan hits on you is mine."

Yan Huaiqing turned her around and said, "Sister, you are using your numbers to bully the minority."

"It's just using the majority to bully the minority." He is so strong that he can even lift Xiaochuan up to block the snowballs, so it doesn't count as bullying.

"Okay." Yan Huaiqing let her go, picked up Luo Zhenchuan, and brushed the snow off his body, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold, I'm going to throw it back." Luo Zhenchuan threw the snow in his hand at him.

Luo Zhenchuan was thrown back into the snow. Yan Huaiqing's hair was slightly stained with snow. He patted Luo Zhenchuan on the head and said, "You little brat, you are not even worthy of my play."

There was a "bang" sound, and a snowball hit her back. Yan Huaiqing turned her head and smiled brightly, "One day."