Rebirth of the Supernatural Wife

Chapter 94 Snowman
The snow started to fall in the middle of the night last night, and it fell for most of the night.

When I woke up in the morning, the sky had cleared up, but even though the sun was already out, when the glass door of the balcony was pushed open, the cold wind that poured in made the original creek shrink slightly.

"Cold?"

"It's neither cold nor cold."

Yuan Xiaoxi hurriedly shook his head, clamoring to come down.

Yang Rong had no choice but to let her leave from his arms.

Yuan Xiaoxi walked to the edge of the balcony, the snow fell heavily last night, along with the slanting wind, many snowflakes drifted into the balcony.Yuan Xiaoxi was wearing cotton mop, and stepped on it excitedly, and immediately, there was a creaking sound.

Yuan Xiaoxi couldn't help but step on it a few more times.

It seems a bit unseen.

But snow in Wangxu is very rare.

Besides, Yuan Xiaoxi, who was beside Yang Rong at the moment, really didn't think too much about it.

There is also a layer of black guardrail half waist high on the balcony at this moment, and the dazzling white snow is cushioned by the shiny black guardrail, which is particularly black and white.

Yuan Xiaoxi couldn't help stretching out his white and delicate hands from his cuffs, and gently poked the snow.

The snow on the railings was not reliable at all, and with Yuan Xiaoxi's finger lightly, the snow in that patch soon fell down.

A trace of pity flashed in Yuan Xiaoxi's eyes.

Looking at the slightly red fingertips, he was sure, and simply stretched out his hands.

Spread your hands as far as possible on the railing, with a shovel, carefully move your hands closer to the middle, and slowly push toward the middle.

The snow in the two palms was slowly thickening, but unfortunately, no matter how careful Yuan Xiaoxi was, a lot of snow still fell on the ground.

She picked up a ball and began to make a snowball. The snowball quickly alternated between her hands, but her palm still turned red very quickly.

Yang Rong gently hugged her from behind, took the snowball from her hand, and while rolling it up and down as Yuan Xiaoxi did just now, said, "Make it into a ball?"

Yuan Xiaoxi breathed on his hands, obviously he hadn't played in the snow for long, his hands were already red from the cold.

Hearing Yang Rong's words, Yuan Xiaoxi shook his head in embarrassment.

In fact, she didn't plan to do anything.

It's just that it hardly snows at Wangxu. Even though she has grown up, she still can't help but want to play with the snow.But when Yang Rong asked her so seriously, she stopped her.

Yang Rong slightly raised his eyebrows, "Then build a snowman."

"Building a snowman?" Yuan Xiaoxi was somewhat interested. Yuan Xiaoxi looked around and even poked his head under the balcony, feeling a little regretful, "I guess it's the one pushing the snowman. The snow is a bit light."

Perhaps the snow in Xiaxi Village will be heavier.

It's just that it has just snowed and the road is slippery. I don't want to drive in this kind of weather.

And what she didn't say was that she didn't even want to go out today.

"Then let's push a smaller one." As she said that, Yang Rong's hands started to move. At this time, she realized that Yang Rong's hands were very flexible. It didn't take long for the little snowman to move. The prototype began to take shape in Yang Rong's hands.

"Wait a minute!" Yuan Xiaoxi came out of Yang Rong's arms shortly, and entered the room in a strange posture. Yang Rong turned around, feeling a little strange, and saw that Yuan Xiaoxi had already taken out a flat-bottomed circle. The plate comes out.

"Now." Yuan Xiaoxi handed the plate to Yang Rong's hand. Yang Rong understood, so he carefully placed the snowman he had made on his hand on the plate.

Yuan Xiaoxi looked at the snowman on the plate, and then at the remaining snow on the railing.

Before she could move, and she didn't need to speak, Yang Rong already knew what she meant.

"I'll do it." As he spoke, Yang Rong grabbed a few handfuls of snow from the railing and sprinkled it on the plate, "Do you want more?"

"Enough is enough."

But Yang Rong still swept a lot of snow from the railing, Yuan Xiaoxi looked at him, "Squeeze another one?"

"Well, otherwise, how can one be enough?" Yang Rong pointed out, "A snowman must be alone."

"..." Well, she didn't think well enough!

"Aren't your hands cold?" Yang Rong kept moving his hands, "If it's cold, put the plate on the table over there and put your hands in your pockets."

It's okay if you don't mention it.

When Yang Rong mentioned it, Yuan Xiaoxi felt that her hands were really cold.

She obediently put the plate on the small table aside, but then, she became less obedient.

Instead of hiding his hands in his pockets, he deliberately poked them in from Yang Rong's cuffs.

It's warm and comfortable.

It's just that Yuan Xiaoxi wanted to see Yang Rong's shivering after being frozen.

Yang Rong lowered his eyes and looked at her funny.

She had a provocative face, and she almost wrote directly on her face: What are you doing to me?
It's just that Yuan Xiaoxi's movements didn't affect Yang Rong at all. His hands were still pinching the snowman in an orderly manner, even more delicate than the snowman pinching just now.

"Isn't it cold?" Yuan Xiaoxi asked him this time.

"Well, cool."

Yang Rong nodded, his fingers still moving quickly, but he stepped back almost and sat down on the recliner next to the small table.

Yuan Xiaoxi didn't know why, so seeing that Yang Rong was rarely free, he patted himself on the shoulder and said, "If you just stuffed my neck while I wasn't paying attention, then I might be surprised by you." , you stuff it in my sleeve... tsk tsk..."

"..." Provocative method?

Yuan Xiaoxi really went around behind him, grabbed his collar, and said with a smile: "You think I dare not?"

Yang Rong didn't seem to be afraid at all, sculpting the eyebrows and eyes of a snowman, "Come if you have the ability."

"Hmph, that's what you said."

"Well, I said that."

Yuan Xiaoxi squinted her eyes, trying to figure out where to start, but Yang Rong had already turned around and grabbed her hand, held it, and stuffed it into his arms without delay.

Yang Rong was a little shocked because of her cold fingertips.

Yuan Xiaoxi's fingertips suddenly shrank, and he wanted to withdraw because of his hot chest.

Yuan Xiaoxi's hand was already held down before he could retreat in time.

"You can't bear it." His tone was firm.

Yuan Xiaoxi blushed suspiciously again, "Wh, who can't bear it."

Yang Rong began to pinch the snowman in his hand again, "If some people are willing to do so, they intend to scare people, why would they stuff them into my cuffs in front of my face? The collar, belly, and back, that's not a good place? The intention is to scare people." If so, the effect will be good when people are not prepared.”

Yuan Xiaoxi was at a loss for words, but her fingertips were warm. She simply leaned on Yang Rong's shoulder and hummed, "I would do something that would take advantage of others' surprise?"

Yang Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "That's not sure."

Hey? !

Since he said so.

So what if she doesn't take this seriously?
"Really?" Yuan Xiaoxi gritted her teeth in his ear, and then ruthlessly dug deeper and warmer into his arms with a dangerous tone, "What now?"

(End of this chapter)