Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 210
Qingyuan moved the scriptures into the room, sat back on the small bench in the yard, fiddled with the rosary beads, and muttered the scriptures in his mouth.

Lan Ling threw herself into his arms, he hugged Lan Ling, and said reproachfully, "Why don't you go back inside, it's cold outside."

Lan Ling rubbed his hand and found a comfortable place to nest: "I like snowy weather."

Qingyuan smiled slightly, knowing that she came out to accompany him.There was a warm current in my heart, and I sat quietly holding her.

The snow fell more and more heavily, and a thick layer had already accumulated on Qingyuan's body, but there was not a single snowflake on Lan Ling's body.

"Little monk," Lan Ling arched into his arms, her big wet eyes gleaming, "The snow is almost accumulated, let's build a snowman!"

After all, Qingyuan was still a child, and when he heard this proposal, he felt chills in front of his eyes, and he readily agreed: "Okay!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and piled snow on each other.

Lan Ling sweeps it into a snowdrift with her tail, and then slowly pastes it into a snowball with her hairy paws. Running around, she warms up instead.

After she formed a snowball, she rolled the snowball to find Qingyuan.Qingyuan also rolled out a snowball, but it was not as big as Lanling's.

His hands were red from the cold, and he rubbed them and said with a smile, "Come on, let's build a snowman!"

Lan Ling took a silent look at Qingyuan's purple-red hand, grinned, and helped him put the little snowball on top of her big snowball.

The two found and cut two green onion leaves and a carrot to make the eyes and nose respectively. Finally, Qingyuan picked up Lanling and drew a tiny mouth on it with her little paw.

Lan Ling turned to look at Qingyuan, Qingyuan looked down at the little fox in his arms, and smiled foolishly.

She pointed to Qingyuan's little nose that was red from the cold and said: "This snowman is really like you, he is all stupid."

"It's not like that," Qingyuan retorted immediately, hugging Lan Ling in his arms even tighter.

"Why doesn't it look like this, look at this..."

"My heart to you is warm." Qingyuan interrupted Lan Ling, looked into her eyes and said seriously.

Lan Ling was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Qingyuan hugged the little fox in his arms even tighter, and buried her head on his chest: "I said, I'm different from the snowman, my heart is warm."

Lan Ling secretly smiled in her heart, but she didn't want Qingyuan to see it, so she just gave a faint "hmm".

However, the wagging big tail exposed outside betrayed her mood at the moment.

The soft light of the bright moon spread across thousands of miles, and the fluttering snowflakes swayed slightly, and finally landed on the body of the person and the fox.

Qingyuan looked down at the little fox buried in his chest, with that big fluffy tail wagging from time to time, for some reason, he felt that his heart was full of her.

"Crack!" Lan Ling directly pulled her tail to his face unceremoniously, "It's so cold, why don't you go back?"

Qingyuan took a look at the clothes, the top was covered with snow, needless to say, the bottom layer must have turned into water and wet the clothes.

He touched his bald head, smiled shyly and said, "Well, let's go back."

The "creaking" sound was the sound of Qingyuan's feet stepping on the snow, and two rows of footprints appeared in the white yard.The owner of the footprints also had a fox in his arms, who regarded her as a treasure. He hugged her all the way because he was afraid that her feet would be cold.

(End of this chapter)