Yun Muling stood up, took Su Mu's hand and ran out, arriving on the snowy lawn, where there was a vast expanse of white as far as the eye could see.
I saw Yun Muling smiling and saying: "Master, make a snowman."
Su Mu couldn't help but tilt her head.
Build a snowman?
Are you kidding?
They are all over a hundred years old.
How old are you still a child?
However, Yun Muling's frame is already small, so even if she grows taller, she will still reach a certain limit. At most, she will look extremely thin and slender.
It seems like one hand can hold it completely.
Now he was wrapped in cotton clothes and looked like a little kid again. He said helplessly: "How old are you and you are still building a snowman?"
Yun Muling just smiled cleverly: "Master, master, no one stipulates that children must be children to make snowmen, right? Master, come on!"
Su Mu thought for a while, and it seemed that it was the case. Building a snowman was just for fun. He looked at her and said, "In that case, you can do it yourself."
Yun Muling's expression immediately changed, and she said with a frown: "Master, can't we come together? It's not fun to build a snowman alone."
Su Mu smiled and said: "Then ask others to come over."
"Building a snowman?" A voice came from beside me.
The two of them looked at each other.
I saw Lin Shuyao also wrapped herself tightly, as if there was no air leakage at all, and she was walking slowly with fair cheeks.
Of course, my face was white from the cold.
Su Mu then smiled and said, "Why are you here?"
Lin Shuyao came to Su Mu and said directly: "Master, you can't think of a way to do something in such a cold weather. Even if a cultivator doesn't use his true energy, it is difficult to resist. Could it be that the ice cold snow
Have you brought the snow and ice here? It’s simply too cold.”
Hearing this, Su Mu smiled and said: "You can go there and have a look, but I think it should be a little warmer than here."
Lin Shuyao just rolled her eyes at him, then walked towards Yun Muling and said, "Building a snowman? Together? I'm quite cold anyway..."
Dead master!
Stinky master!
What are you doing in such a cold winter?
Lin Shuyao felt aggrieved.
Yun Muling nodded helplessly.
So the two of them rolled a snowball on the lawn.
Su Mu was different. He took out the stove and chairs, and lay down beside him to warm the wine, and just watched the two of them building a snowman.
It didn’t take long.
The outline of a snowman with a round belly and round head appears.
There are just a lot of things missing.
I wonder what they can find to replace it.
Ling Miaosong also came and saw them building a snowman and saw the master outside, so he joined them and built another snowman.
Then Yue Youruo comes out.
A lawn emerged from the originally white snow, and a total of three snowmen were piled up. Su Mu just glanced at the shape of the snowmen and vomited after taking a sip of sake. Everyone has their own aesthetics.
This first snowman was built by Yun Muling and Lin Shuyao together. The whole thing is in good condition and looks good, with a round belly and a round head.
Use two wild fruits as eyes, and use banana as the mouth. As for the ears, there are no ears, but two hands, with forked branches stuck on one side.
I’ll put a gourd in my head for you.
As for the second one, Ling Miaosong came here, but she didn’t seem to have played with snowmen, so the pile seemed to be made of snow. There were some eyes and hands, basically very casual, and nothing could be seen.
The third one is the snowman made by Yue Youruo. Although it is unremarkable, the key point is what are the two balls in the middle of the belly?
Is it necessary to identify whether this snowman is a woman?
Since when are snowmen divided into men and women?
Yun Muling shouted happily: "Master, master, what do you think?"
Su Mu looked around and saw Lin Shuyao walking behind her and holding a pile of snow in her hands. She immediately opened Yun Muling's collar and put it on it.
Yun Muling was immediately startled.
Turning around, she saw Lin Shuyao running away with a smile, which immediately made her angry: "Third Senior Sister!!"
He grabbed a pile of snow on the ground and threw it towards Lin Shuyao.
It didn't take long for the four of them to start playing around and no longer care about him as the master. However, Su Mu noticed something and looked in one direction. There was a wooden house built by Yun Shanxue, and she was in the wooden house.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
From the looks of them, the four of them were having a snowball fight.
Helplessly walked in that direction.
Come to the second floor of the wooden house.
This wooden house is also simple to build, with only one and two floors. Yun Muling lives on the first floor, so she lives on the second floor.
In fact, it is easier to use magic to restore the wooden house one to one according to the size of your own, but the overall look is pretty good.
When I came to the corridor, I could see the scene inside through the half-opened window before I walked in. I could see Yun Shanxue sitting by the bed, doing needlework carefully at this time. Looking at her expression, I could tell that she was very happy.
Seriously.
Su Mu frowned and did not disturb her, but just watched her weaving cotton-padded clothes seriously. However, he remembered that there were not many cotton-padded jackets, right?
Strange.
Is it possible that she still has extra cotton-padded jackets?
Think about it.
Even based on what they brought out at that time, there definitely weren’t that many cotton-padded jackets, so what were the cotton-padded jackets she made?
My eyes peered inside until I saw the cut cotton-padded clothes. I realized for a moment what was going on and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Why did this silly girl cut off her own cotton-padded clothes?
Very helpless.
Slowly walked over and leaned against the window, watching her sewing the cotton clothes stitch by stitch, and couldn't help but admire her outstanding needlework.
I had already learned about it when I took her away.
This bit of needlework is still easy to do.
If possible.
I'm afraid it's all about music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
I’m just not very proficient.
On the other hand, look at Lin Shuyao.
She directly crushes Yun Shanxue in terms of cognition of calligraphy and knowledge.
Very good.
But if she can train them all.
Yun Shanxue may not lose to Lin Shuyao.
What a pity.
He does not need Yun Shanxue to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Just.
Her serious look is really beautiful.
It looks like a virtuous woman sewing clothes for her husband.
I smiled bitterly in my heart.
But it also feels very heartwarming.
Gentle bones, feminine fragrance.
This is a summary of Yun Shanxue in his eyes.
The spruce snow inside the house was still very enchanted, but when I felt the cold wind blowing, I turned around and looked around. I was shocked when I saw my master lying at the window looking at me. His hand, which was still threading the needle, pricked his finger.
.
It also made her feel the pain, and she quickly took it out, and a drop of blood gradually condensed on her index finger.
Su Mu then frowned and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yun Shanxue shook her head and looked at him: "Master, you didn't say anything even though you came here, you scared me."
Su Mu looked around, and then said: "Can I come in?"
"What?" Yun Shanxue was stunned.
Immediately, my mind changed.
Generally speaking, men are not allowed to enter the boudoir at will.
But if you are a master.
It seems possible.
So he nodded.
Su Mu then walked to the door.
Yunshan Xue opened the door and let Su Mu in.
After coming in, Su Mu looked around and praised: "Not bad, I didn't expect it to be so tight. It's much better than my wooden house."
Yunshan Xue said softly: "Master, if you like it, Yunshan can move it away."
Su Mu was helpless, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and said with a smile: "Master is just talking, you don't need to be so afraid of Master, right?"
Yun Shanxue lowered her head, but felt a hand touching her head. It always felt strange, and instead she remembered things from a hundred years ago.
I had just left home at that time.
The master and his sister became the only relatives.
I often comfort myself like this.
At this time, Yun Shanxue shrank her neck like a kitten. After all, the only person who could caress her head was the master.
It’s a pity that the last time I thought about it was a hundred years ago.