Chapter 165: Hand in hand to the white head

In the heart of Joe Mu, he secretly sighed a beautiful man in the snow, picked up the SLR that Xi Muqiao hung on her neck, and took a shot at Xi Muqiao.
Today, Xi Muqiao wore a light gray British coat with a crown like a jade, especially in this heavy snow.
I have to say that this kind of Xi Mu Qiao, faded away from the ordinary days of the Qing Dynasty, quiet, if the people are very heart-warming.
Feeling that his wife was shooting him, he shook his head slightly, smiled at her lips, and Joe Mu caught this scene, quickly photographed it, and then grinned at him.
"Take the bucket over."
She promised simply, "Okay."
After a while, a sly snowman was done, and Joe Mu circled around the snowman, rushing to Mucha than a thumb, boasting his skill.
"Uncle, you are really amazing. If it were me, at most, there would be two snowballs licking each other. Just press your nose and mouth."
Xi Muqiao stood up straight, shook the snow on his body, and swept the snow on her shoulder. He took off the buckskin gloves and warmed his big hand to caress her cold face.
He laughed at her, "rough."
The man's palm is warm and very comfortable. Joe Mu is screaming in his palm, and the beautiful eyes are bent.
"Hey, it won't be rough anymore. Anyway, there is you, the snowman is so beautiful, I will watch it later."
Xi Muqiao looked at her little face deeply, and her eyebrows were stunned.
"Yes, there is me."
After Joe Mu took a few photos of the snowman, Xi Muqiao took her hand. "Do you want to pile up?"
Qiao Mu shook his head and looked at the snowman. "No, one is enough. You can't be too greedy, you must learn to be content."
Xi Muqiao chuckled, but it was a little girl who had no desire and no desire. He suddenly remembered Xi Muyan. Every time he made a snowman, he could not wait to fill the entire courtyard.
Rao is afraid that she is frozen, and she is wrapped into a bear. Joe Mu’s little nose is still red, and he brings things in one hand and takes her back.
Qiao Mu shook his arm and glared at the piece of ice and snow. "Uncle, play it for a while, I don't know when I will wait until next time."
Her eyes wide open and glaring at him, the frowning brows, the tiny mouth of the little beg, almost melted Xi Muqiao.
The wife of the present is spoiled, but he will eat this set. It is really killing him.
In the past, she was not bent, and she was right against him. She couldn’t wait to tear him eight times a day. It’s harder to see her spoiled than to go to heaven.
Does this mean that he is already in a good position in his wife's heart?
"Okay, play for another half an hour. If you play with it, stay in the snow and don't enter the house."
Qiao Mu promised to be crisp, nodded like garlic, and swears to the sky with his fingers.
Xi Muqiao put things down and took her hand to the back garden of the villa. The back garden of the villa was a large piece of fruit trees and grassland, and then went back, which is the back mountain of Linyi Bay.
The snow is getting smaller, the snow blown by the cold wind is spinning in the air, the snow in the ground has not passed the foot, and one foot is stepped on to leave a small pit.
Fortunately, both of them are wearing snow boots, but they are not afraid of snow entering the shoes.
Joe Mu turned back. In the smooth snow, only the two rows of footprints that they walked through were curved and especially beautiful, just like the scenes in some photos on the Internet.
She was stupid, and she paused and took the SLR.
After taking a picture, he consciously stuffed his little hand into the man's big hand, and he led him to move on.
She asked, "Uncle, when I got up, it was eight o'clock. Why didn't anyone clean the snow in the courtyard? There wasn't even a footprint. It was too abnormal."
Xi Muqiao hooked his lips and said half-truth. "Maybe I have slept with my wife. My wife called me to get up, they didn't."
There is no doubt that Qiao Mu said to him. "Also, this kind of snowy weather is suitable for lying in the bed to watch TV and play games."
Xi Muqiao laughed and said nothing.
He wouldn't tell his wife that when he saw the weather forecast last night and learned that there was heavy snow at night, he had already informed everyone in Linyi Bay that without his notice, he was not allowed to go out, and a footprint was not allowed to stay.
Just talking and walking while chatting, it is also interesting. The two men are opposite each other. When they see each other and a layer of snow on their heads, they laugh.
Xi Muqiao estimated that the distance from the villa was not close, and she was not allowed to go any further. Joe Mu Yang raised the camera hanging in his neck.
"Go back and take a photo."
Xi Muqiao was stunned.
He was long and standing, his eyes moving with his wife, and he never left. When the wife’s camera was aimed at him, he would smile with a smile.
The little red hat squinted in the ice and snow, took out the phone from his pocket, and took a few pictures of his wife.
There was a smile in his throat, watching the bloated wife wrapped in him, and the smile was a little bit open in the fluttering snow.
He and his wife will surely handle the whiteheads as they are now.
On the way back, Qiao Muyu complained of gasping.
"Uncle, you let me wear too much. Just the clothes add up to ten pounds. I am so flustered. Can I take off one?"
Xi Muqiao immediately refused. "No, I will catch a cold."
Qiao Mu grinned, "How can I be so fragile!"
After she finished, she paused. She only drank a cup of milk before she came out in the morning, and played for more than an hour. She went so far.
The key is that the clothes on the body are too heavy!
Xi Muqiao also stopped to marry her, and the body was wrapped tightly, only the small face of the palm was exposed.
He shook his body with snow. "Do you want to back?"
Qiao Mu laughed twice and twisted and twisted. "This is not good."
Her careful thoughts, Xi Muqiao saw it at a glance.
He raised his eyebrows and stared at her condescendingly. "Back or go, choose in three seconds."
"Back to back!"
The chin rested on his neck, and the small hand helped him cover his ears. She glared at the ice and snow, and a large group of white mists twitched in the middle of the conversation, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle, you are so kind to me, I have no return in my life."
During her speech, her breath hit his neck, itchy, and he turned his head.
He has a smile on his face, but his tone is faint. "You are a little bit on chuang, which is the best reward for me."
Qiao Mu rolled his eyes, thinking that the warm man became a big pervert.
"Uncle, can you not destroy the atmosphere like this, don't you think it is too inappropriate to say such words in such a good scene?"
He naturally answered, "Do not think."
She patted him on the shoulder. "Uncle, go, hurriedly go back to take medicine and save your three views."