"Hey, you little girls, when you make my nose, you have to make it better. Don't make it look ugly!" Qinghan said with a smile. "Aren't all snowmen the same? Master, you,

It’s so stinky!” Shui Lan chuckled.

"You are handsome, so you should always pay attention to your image!" Qinghan glanced at everyone narcissistically and breathed a sigh of relief. His whole body was wrapped in piles of snow. At first, he still felt

It was a bit cold, but now it is warm. The girls heard what Qinghan said,

Suddenly they smiled, and all of them lost the humility of servants, and started playing and chatting like good friends. In this large and well-behaved mansion, only masters like Zhu Qinghan and Xiao Qiao could compete with their servants.

People are mixed together, no matter how big or small, this feeling is so happy.

"You, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a majestic shout came from outside the courtyard door. Several maids and servants standing nearby saw that Luo Yinghong, who had not left the room for a long time, suddenly appeared in this cold snowy day.

When she appeared, everyone was surprised for a moment. Then when they saw her gloomy face, they all lost their expressions and no longer looked like her.

They were so happy before. "Old Madam!" Everyone greeted them one by one and stepped aside timidly without saying a word. Mu Xue supported Luo Yinghong, and her heart became even more anxious. She just saw Qinghan being surrounded by a large group of maids and servants.

Snow piled up on his body, Luo Yinghong's face was already very ugly, and she didn't know what would happen next.

Liuyun and Shuilan Qinxiang trembled even more. The snow they held in their hands scattered all over the floor. Their faces turned red and they backed away timidly. They looked at Luo Yinghong with fear and fear: "Old, I am

People!" Luo Yinghong glanced at the three of them coldly, and then looked at Qinghan who had his eyes closed tightly. Looking at the thick layer of snow on his body, she felt distressed. It was such a cold day.

Wrapped in snow like this, aren't you afraid of getting cold?

"Mother-in-law!" Xiao Qiao bowed forward and glanced at her lightly. Luo Yinghong snorted and looked at Xiao Qiao with sharp eyes: "You are really worried that the world will not be chaotic. Look at me lying in bed sick for the past half month.

If you keep it, you will be lawless

Yes, a group of servants have taught you no rules at all. Do you want to turn our Zhu family into a den of bandits and thieves like you? Qinghan's injury has just healed. Do you want to pile snow on him like this?
Chapter completed!