The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 171: The Girl’s Gift

The time passed quickly, and soon it was noon. Holly Sawyer had finished building her snowman. She rubbed her waist and exhaled deeply.

"Brother, it’s done."

Holly blinked her eyes, her face full of excitement.

The snowman looked seventy percent like Leo Grant; she had only built the upper body and head.

"Really looks like him."

The smile at the corner of Leo’s lips was especially gentle.

It really did look a lot like him.

"Brother, take a picture of me."

Holly stood beside the snowman, making a peace sign, urging him.

"Okay."

Leo took a photo of Holly with his phone; her smile was especially radiant.

"Brother, you stand over there, I’ll take a picture of you two."

After taking the picture, Holly urged Leo to stand over there for a photo with the snowman.

"You need to smile, don’t be so stiff."

"Strike a pose, don’t be so rigid."

"Yes, yes, just like that."

"Move a little closer, put your hand there."

Holly, like a director, guided Leo on how to pose for the photo, not showing any impatience.

"Look, how much you two look alike."

Holly blinked, holding the phone up to Leo, pointing at the photo with a beaming smile.

"Yes, very much alike."

Leo nodded, looking at Holly with tender eyes.

The snowman the young girl built himself naturally resembled him, and he liked it very much.

"Look, this is my gift for you. Although the actual thing can’t be kept forever, the photo can."

Holly blinked again, smiling sweetly.

A gift crafted by her own hands is very meaningful, but this gift cannot be kept long.

After the sun comes out, it will slowly melt away into a puddle of water.

Once the snow stops, it will cease to exist.

"I like it very much."

Leo’s large hand rested on Holly’s head, and he smiled exceptionally gently.

He liked all the gifts given by the young girl, especially a gift she spent hours building by herself.

"Brother, look over there."

Holly suddenly pointed behind Leo and exclaimed.

Leo turned his head to look. Besides a few kids playing in the snow, there was nothing else.

Before Leo could turn back around, suddenly something hit him.

"Hahaha."

Holly covered her mouth and laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

She pointed behind Leo to make him turn, then threw a snowball at him. This kind of fun, she’s experienced for a long time.

"Naughty."

Leo’s clothes were covered in white snow, but he wasn’t annoyed, his face was full of smiles.

The young girl was quite naughty.

"Brother, look here."

Holly had another snowball in her hand and threw it at Leo. He slightly moved to the side, dodging the snowball.

Holly bent down, rolling another ball of snow, then tossed it at Leo, hitting him squarely.

"Brother, you can throw snowballs at me too."

Holly blinked gently; Leo only dodged, never throwing snowballs back at her.

"I can’t bear to."

Leo shook his head. Snow is so cold, and he couldn’t bear to hit the young girl with it, so he wasn’t willing to throw snowballs at Holly.

Holly: "..."

She was putting on a one-person show, throwing snowballs at Leo, and he wouldn’t throw any back. It was inevitably becoming a bit boring.

Ugh, that’s not fun at all.

"Why the unhappy face, hmm?"

The young girl had a sulky look on her face.

Leo was puzzled; just a while ago, she was perfectly fine. How did she become unhappy so quickly?

"Not in the mood anymore."

Holly shrugged, looking uninterested.

It felt as if she was playing alone, no energy at all, just a lack of interest.

"Weren’t you having fun?"

Leo was even more confused. The young girl’s emotions changed particularly fast, turning unhappy in just a moment.

He didn’t seem to have upset Holly, did he?

"It’s not fun, and I’m kind of sleepy."

Holly yawned as she spoke.

Snowball fights are supposed to be a two-person thing. You throw at me, I throw at you, you dodge, I duck, that’s how it’s fun.

Leo was too soft-hearted to throw snowballs at her, turning it into a one-sided performance, which really wasn’t fun.

"Are you hungry?"

Leo looked at Holly gently, slowly asking.

Having not eaten all morning, the young girl must be hungry, right?

"I want to eat frog meat."

Holly thought for a moment, then slowly spoke.

She suddenly really wanted to eat frog meat, having not eaten anything all morning. Now she indeed felt a bit hungry.

Not just a little hungry; she was very hungry.

"Alright, you decide where to eat."

Leo patted Holly’s head, his voice spoiling and gentle.

When it comes to food, Holly knew more than he did, so he had to follow her opinion.

"Nearby is fine; it’s a bit cold, so eat and then go back to sleep."

Holly yawned deeply and spoke slowly.

In fact, Holly was particularly lazy in the winter. Sometimes, when she wanted to eat something, she wouldn’t choose her favorite place, but rather the closest one.

As long as the taste wasn’t too bad, she would accept it.

She wasn’t particularly fond of going out to eat in the winter, preferring to nest on the sofa or in bed, watching TV shows, and ordering takeout.

In winter, her little nook was the coziest place.

"Okay."

Leo dusted the snow off Holly’s clothes and nodded.

"For you, to warm up."

Leo bought Holly a cup of hot milk tea, placing it in her hand.

Drinking hot milk tea in winter makes the body warm.

"Hmm, actually, I prefer it cold, room temperature is fine too."

Holly took a sip of milk tea and spoke slowly.

Hot milk tea indeed warmed her whole body. She liked this warm feeling, but she still preferred it cold.

Drinking cold things in winter was pretty stimulating.

Strangely enough, she was very afraid of the cold, but she never hesitated to eat ice cream or drink cold beverages and milk tea in the winter, never saying she was cold while eating.

"Noted."

"But in winter, only hot or room temperature is allowed."

"Cold is not an option."

Leo’s large hand rested on Holly’s head, shaking his head slightly and speaking softly.

It’s not good to drink cold things, especially in the depths of winter.

The young girl didn’t pay attention to these aspects, so he had to look out for her.

Girls should avoid consuming too many cold foods.

"Well, that’s okay then."

Holly held the hot milk tea in her hands, drinking it one sip at a time, with a smile on her face.

Well, hot is good too; it’s quite nice.

"Are you still cold?"

Leo pulled Holly into his arms, adjusting her scarf and hat, and asked slowly.

"I’m not cold anymore."

Holly shook her head. After drinking a cup of hot milk tea, her whole body felt warm and cozy.