The snow in the south is also tainted with the graceful temperament of the south.

It has the softness of "moisturizing things silently".

…

"You've been watching it for four years, and you still haven't seen enough?"

Zhang Bo teased the two of them.

…

"How come the snow is the same every year?"

Zhuge Yun's words are eloquent.

Zhao Luzheng agreed, "Yes."

"Different."

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Zhang Bo:……

Do you still read Chang Xin often?

"...You really like snow."

"Is it because of the Southerners?"

Zhang Bo murmured.

It seems like the southerners he knows get excited when talking about snow?

…

"I also like snow very much."

Xiao Xiao said that he likes snow regardless of north or south.

…

"right?"

Zhuge Yun glanced sideways at Zhang Bo, "Boss, you have no aesthetic taste."
Chapter completed!