The author of the depressing comic book series makes the heroine cry.

"Onii-chan, why haven't you come in yet?"

Sister Qiong was lying comfortably on the sofa in the house, and suddenly she realized that she seemed to be the only one there.

For some unknown reason, I felt a little anxious and confused.

He quickly ran to the entrance and looked outside the door.

This look doesn't matter, the key is that it makes Qiongmei want to kill the golden-haired Eriri!

"Onii-chan, what are you doing!?"

Sister Qiong rushed over angrily and pushed Yinglili, who was sticking to Xia Qiu, hard.

If she hadn't lacked strength, she would have really wanted to be like the protagonist in the anime she'd watched and just give it a thumping blow!

"Cough cough."

"Just now, Eriri almost fell down, and I helped her up."

Humph, such a lame excuse, you really think you are a child.

Seeing Xia Qiu trying to explain, Sister Qiong became even angrier.

Xia Qiu looked at Qiongmei's puffy little face and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch her soft cheek: "Okay, Qiongmei, it's so cold outside, let's go inside first."

But Qiong-mei slapped his hand away, her eyes slightly red: "Onii-chan is the most annoying! You clearly said you would accompany me, but you ended up sticking with Eriri again!"

She turned around and was about to run into the house, but was tripped by the snow.

"Be careful!" Xia Qiu quickly grabbed her, and as a result, the three of them fell into the snow pile together.

Eriri's golden twin ponytails were covered with snowflakes, and Kyon's white hair was also covered with crystal snow particles.

The embarrassed look of the three people made Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ah, this is really the winter limited edition Shura Field~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned lazily against the door frame, watching the show with great interest.

"Senior!" Xia Qiu shouted helplessly, trying to pull the two girls out of the snow pile.

But suddenly, Sister Qiong grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it directly into Eriri's collar.

"Ah! It's so cold!" Eriri screamed and immediately fought back, grabbing a snowball and throwing it at Qiongmei.

The two soon started having a snowball fight in the yard, completely forgetting their initial argument.

Xia Qiu was about to dissuade her when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck - Kasumigaoka Utaha had come around behind him and stuffed a ball of snow into his collar.

"Junior brother, there is a price to pay for watching a show~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled like a cunning fox.

"Okay, even the senior is coming!" Xia Qiu pretended to be angry and turned around to chase her.

While they were having fun playing snowball fights here, on the other side, Kong Yinzi was actively training in preparation for the upcoming battle with the Dragon King.

“Checkmate!”

Kong Yinzi gently put down the jade in her hand, and her long silver-white hair glowed softly under the light.

She raised her chin slightly, and her ruby ​​eyes flashed with victorious confidence.

“Lost again…”

The Kuzuryuu Yaichi on the other side scratched his hair in annoyance, "Senior Sister Yinzi is in too good a state today, isn't she?"

Kong Yinzi took a sip of tea and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Bayi, you have been too lax recently."

She stood up and walked to the window to look at the falling snow. "I'm going to visit someone tomorrow."

"Eh? Who is that?" Bayi came over curiously.

"A...very special person."

The moment these words came out of her mouth, Kong Yinzi felt her cheeks getting hot.

She hurriedly covered half of her face with a folding fan, but could not hide the red tips of her ears.

"Senior Sister?! Your face is so red! Do you have a fever?" Bayi nervously reached out to touch her forehead.

“Stupid, stupid!”

Kong Yinzi slapped his hand away in panic and slammed her folding fan on Bayi's head. "It's just that the heating is turned up too high!"

She walked quickly to the closet, pretending to sort out her clothes to cover up her loss of composure. Her fingertips unconsciously touched each piece of clothing, thinking silently in her heart.

Tomorrow...what should I wear to meet him?

The thought made her heart beat faster.

Kong Yinzi took a deep breath and pressed her hot cheek against the cool fan, but she couldn't stop the sweet curve at the corner of her mouth.