Chapter 361: Snowball fight

Chapter 361 Snowball Fight
Ye Niannian, who was next to him, called out, "Auntie, do you want to play snowball fights with us?"
It rarely snows in the imperial capital, and the five-year-old kids are also very excited when they see it for the first time.
An Xia's heart jumped, and she subconsciously wanted to say no.
As a result, Su Ruirui and the others didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and one person with gloves smashed the grouped snowball towards An Xia.
"Ah!" Unable to dodge, his face was smashed just right.
The biting chill made An Xia exclaimed, turning around without thinking and ran away.
Shen Chuchen, who had seen this scene a long time ago, saw it, his lips slightly hooked, and he lazily stretched out his foot to stir it when the other party entered the door, and An Xia instantly fell into a shit.
The man blinked, with a slightly creepy tenderness in his smiling tone, "Oh, Miss An is so careless."
An Xia struck a spirit, and the fear of the past hit her heart. She swallowed the question aggrievedly, and then crawled around and left.
In the face of Shen Chuchen's neurosis, and reasoning with him, he can play himself to death.
[Deserve it, the kid who bullied a hammer, really owes it to clean up]
[Sangsang wears this one too thick...ahhhh, it's as short as a penguin]
[Oh, I want to rub her when I look at it]
[Hahaha, there is a saying, when President Shen laughs, it really looks like the face of the villain behind the scenes in a TV show, it's both slapstick and bad]
[Yes, yes, I think too. Especially the oops tone, it really seems like the villain's mean and indifferent cheeks behind the scenes. It's definitely the kind of TV show that won't receive the lunch until the finale]
At this time, the villain was leaning against the door frame lazily, looking at the snow floating outside, a little lost.
"...Is this snow falling so suddenly?" Shen Chuchen murmured, without thinking too much.
Ye Sang was dragged to the snowball fight, and she snorted her little hand slightly. The frost was cold, and the little guy's curled eyelashes trembled, completely clear.
The little milk dog next to him was about to freeze to death, and it barked, trying to pull the little girl into her arms.
Ye Sang took a step back, staggered slightly and went straight into the snow. Seeing this, the little milk dog rushed forward and arched into her arms.
When Ye Sang went out, Gu Sheng was worried and wrapped up several layers. She dropped her and sat on the ground without pain. She flattened her small mouth because she was wearing a thick dress. The snow-white jacket and skirt were originally thick. It looks more like a ball.
It's so round that people can't wait to rub it in their arms.
"Puff." Shen Chuchen, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but laughed, "Which one of you puts on her clothes?"
Thick into this.
The culprit Gu: "..."
Ye Sang couldn't get up even while sitting on the ground. Just when Shen Chuchen next to him wanted to give her a hand, Duan Jinyan was one step faster than her.
The little girl's fingertips were very cold, Duan Jin Yan paused slightly and stretched out her hand to pull her up.
Stupid, beautiful and refined.
Ye Sang got up from the ground and gave a sharp slap, her small mouth pursed slightly and exhaled, she stretched out her hand to subconsciously want to hug.
As a result, Duan Jin Yan glanced at her: "No hug."
So fat.
He can't hold it either.
Shen Chuchen: "..." I will tell you if you are gone.
With regard to his orphan character, his previous worries were obviously overwhelming.
He was also his son-in-law.
He is a fart!
The little girl was really thick, she shook her body, holding the little milk dog in her arms, and her eyes were indescribable.
She was afraid of slipping and walked carefully on the ground with her short legs. The snow-white ground almost merged with Ye Sang.
The child walked over slowly, and finally threw himself into Shen Chuchen's arms.
Shen Chuchen, who was thinking about things in a daze, was caught off-guard, and he blinked lazily, "Huh?"
"Stop playing?"
He stretched out his hand to wrap the little girl's cold hand, the man raised his eyes slightly, looked at the happy children playing outside, sighed, and said, "Forget it."
"Let's not go."
The little hand is so cool that he still goes out to play.
On the first day it snowed, whether it was the children in the village or Ye Niannian, they were all excited one by one. Even Shen Yao, who is usually more arrogant and out of place with other children, was dragged into a snowball fight.
The clothes were all wet all day.
Several children gathered around the stove to warm the fire, shivering coldly.
Ye Niannian shuddered and couldn't help saying: "It's much more interesting here than the emperor..."
"I don't want to go back anymore."
Su Ruirui nodded repeatedly, "You can still catch crickets in summer, it's not fun in the capital."
They have played all the places they should have visited, and it feels pretty good to experience the countryside for the first time.
Father Ye snorted when he heard the words, and looked at the two bear children who were reluctant to think, "Bake your fire."
"It doesn't matter if you come to the countryside for a few days, can you still plan to settle down for a long time?"
Ye Sang was the only one of the children who didn't get wet. She was not cold either. She blinked her beautiful cat and hugged her dog.
In fact, it stands to reason that it rarely snows in the imperial capital or the countryside.
This year the snow came suddenly.
Ye Sang shook his short legs.
I yawned and felt sleepy.
Father Su noticed Ye Sang's small movements and couldn't help but said, "Sangsang is sleepy, right?"
The little girl lowered her head, and Nuonuo let out a "um".
Several people also went back to the house one after another to rest. Ye Sang ran away to Father Shen's room. She had changed accommodation these days. As soon as she entered the house, she went into the bed coldly.
The little girl only showed her small head, and she felt a lot more comfortable when she was shrunk into the warm bed. She yawned slightly, lowered her little head and said good night with a spirit of energy.
Shen Chuchen put down the phone in his hand, looked at the goose feathers floating outside, and heard the soft good night from his daughter. The man's originally disturbed thoughts were soothed, and he whispered, "Good night Sangsang."
This snow is too inexplicable, Shen Chuchen always feels that this snow will not stop for a while.
He glanced at the phone whose signal was getting weaker and turned off the screen distractedly.
I don't know what I am upset about.
Shen Chuchen's intuition has always been very accurate. He has avoided countless assassinations just by intuition.
However, this was the first time because of this inexplicable heavy snow.
...
After two days, the snow fell and heavier outside. There was no tendency to stop. The director also switched from shooting outside to inside. He said uneasyly: "Hey, what's the matter with this signal? Weak."
The deputy director gave him a white look: "If you don't choose such a remote mountain and old forest, it won't be like this."
It's weird that the snow signal can be good.
(End of this chapter)