235: Why is your face red?

But clearly, An'an called Fu Lanshen "brother."

Mu Qingli was shocked by this thought of hers, her mouth curling into a faint smile.

"An'an."

"Sister is back." An'an smiled as she looked up, then ran toward Mu Qingli, "Sister!"

An'an hugged Mu Qingli with a smile.

Because she was young, An'an's height had not yet reached Mu Qingli's shoulders.

"Look at your little red face." Mu Qingli reached out and pinched An'an's cheek.

An'an pulled Mu Qingli toward Fu Lanshen, "Sister, let's build a snowman together."

Fu Lanshen was squatting in the snow and smiled as he looked up, "Your sister makes ugly snowmen, An'an, let's not play with her."

"Can't you speak properly?" Mu Qingli casually scooped up a snowball and threw it at Fu Lanshen, "Dad makes snowmen ten thousand times better than you!"

Fu Lanshen also realized that ever since this person stopped calling him "Seventh Uncle," she had become increasingly disrespectful!

And now.

She was even calling herself "Dad"!