Hearing this, Nan Yuling lowered his gaze and glanced at the snowball in her hands.
On the oval-shaped snowball, there were two green leaves inserted on top, along with some small stones used for eyes.
"A pig?" He raised his eyebrows and casually responded.
"…" Su Xingyue held the little snowman, her smiling face freezing, utterly speechless.
Did this man have a problem with his eyes? It was clearly a cute little rabbit. How could he mistake it for a pig?
Even if he had guessed some other cute animal, it would have been better, but he guessed a pig of all things.
Indeed... This man had not a single romantic cell in his body.
At this moment, Su Xingyue suddenly felt a headache. Why had she fallen in love with such a man who was domineering, unreasonable, and unromantic?
"Not a pig?" Seeing that her expression was off, the man's brow furrowed, and he glanced again at the snowball in her hand.
In his perspective, he could barely make out that it was an animal.