Carrying Bill on his back, the little wolf's footsteps became less reckless, and the bell on his neck rang happily.
"Mom..." Bill smiled happily.
"Be careful, hold on tight and don't fall." Wen Xinnuan was still very worried. The first time Bill came to her on a wolf wolf, she was shocked.
"When did this dog become his mount?" Jing Jiaren also smiled.
"Little Wolf is a very smart dog, very spiritual, as if he understands everything his master says."
"Of course, dogs are inherently smart animals. They are only good to people who are good to them."
Ximen Longting's faint voice came: "A dog knows that people who are kind to it are kind to people, how come you don't know this, beauty?"
Jing Jiaren stared at him, and a ball of snow hit her in the face.
"Ximen Longting, you are childish!" Jing Jiaren said this as she knelt down, quickly pinched a snowball and threw it over.
Unfortunately, it didn't hit the target, and another one was hit by Ximen Longting.
"Xin Nuan, why are you still standing there, why don't you come and help me quickly?"
"Oh, oh...okay!"
Wen Xinnuan slowly squeezed the snowball and handed it to Jing Jiaren.
But she was clumsy and pinched Jing Jiaren several times.
At this time, Canglang silently stretched out his hand and handed over an oversized...
"Wow! It's so big!" Wen Xinnuan caught it with both hands, "It's so heavy."
Jing Jiaren: "This...can't be thrown away."
The wolf silently took it back and threw it away——
A snowball as big as a basketball hit Ximen Longting on the head. The impact was so great that he took a few unsteady steps back and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing his embarrassed look, Jing Jiaren smiled proudly: "How about, three against one!"
Wilson respectfully took out two snowballs: "Master, you and I."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
The Spring Festival is coming in three days. This night, the snow is flying heavily and the snow is covered in white. The roofs of the apartments, trees, and large open spaces are all covered with pure white snow.
From time to time there is laughter...
Such a happy atmosphere makes people feel warm.
Jing Jiaren hadn't relaxed like this for a long time. She fell back and lay in the snow, looking at the snow floating in the sky like a funnel.
There are lights on in other apartments, the smell of cooking, the smell of barbecue...
Someone is vaguely playing a melodious piano melody.
This is the first Spring Festival that Jing Jiaren will spend with Ximen Longting.
I remember that I spent last year’s Spring Festival with Shang Yanxuan. Since when did this name become so distant?
He became Leng Aofeng...
He was caught in the hands of Leng Lintian, as well as Jing's father and Jing's mother - it would be okay if he ran away, but when he returned to Ximen Longting, Leng Lintian would not let it go, and he didn't know what else he would do.
.
Suddenly the shadow in front of her eyes darkened, and Ximen Longting leaned down towards her, covering her.
"Stupid woman, isn't it cold lying here?"
Snowflakes were blocked on his broad back.
He held her hand, feeling the coldness of her fingers, and put it in his coat pocket.
The pockets are also cold...
He lifted up his clothes again and put her hands inside his sweater.
Jing Jiaren shrank her hands: "No, it's so cold!"
"I'm the one who's cold, just keep it warm." He grabbed her hand and forced it to get under the sweater.
She touched his bulging bandage: "Go back to the house!"