738 Burning Into Porcelain Bowls (1)

"I want to go see how the mud is burning," Bai Qingqing said, handing An'an to Parker and then walking over to the window.

Once the windows were opened, the cold air from outside that was mixed with snowflakes immediately gushed in. Bai Qingqing, who had been cooped up for very long, felt some coolness.

Taking in a deep breath, she felt that even her mind had cleared up.

Standing by the window, Bai Qingqing only popped her head out and leaned on the window to look around. She called out loudly, "Winston, come get me. I can't crawl out."

At noon, heavy snow fell and the courtyard was covered up with a snow-white carpet. However, the floor outside the bed-stove was still the color of mud. There was an additional chimney made from mud next to the wall, and smoke was emitting from there. She had no idea when that was added in.