C595 Inspiring on the chuang 6

The cotton catkins fluttered in the wind.

The whiteness of Xue Yu was bewitching.

In that instant, the entire sky was filled with snowflakes that were sprinkling down happily.

It covered both of them like a snowy day, and they were both wearing thick down jackets.

"Is it snowing in Zorn?"

The wood blew tiny quilts in his arms, and her little nose was snowy white