Zui Wuye and others have gathered here, but Mo Wen hugged Yu Lan and walked more and more remotely.

He walked through several alleys, deliberately choosing no one to walk, and his army boots made a rustling sound when they stepped on the snow.

He finally stopped when he reached a deserted place. Yu Lan jumped out of his arms excitedly, and threw himself into the snow with a contented "whoop".

"There is no one else here, only us, you can play as much as you want." Sitting beside Lan, Mo Wen also had a smile on his face.

Because Yu Lan pulled his sleeves before and said he wanted to play in the snow, he has been paying attention to the places where she can play in the snow all the way, and now she can finally satisfy her wish.

This place is very empty, there are no residential buildings, and there are no half-footprints on the snow. At a glance, it is desolate and desolate, and there is no anger.

Only Yu Lan was rolling in the snow, fluttering back and forth.

"Do you want to build a snowman?" Although he is not interested in playing snow, Mo Wen is still willing to play with Yu Lan.

Yu Lan was covered with snow at the moment, she rolled her round eyes, and the corners of her eyes were dyed with an excited smile.

"Together!" she called with an open hand.

Holding Yu Lan in his arms, Mo Wen took a picture of the snowflakes on her head, picked up a ball of snow, and began to snowball.

He used to play snow with Yu Lan before. The snowballs that Yu Lan used to roll were either flat or unable to roll at all, so the burden of **** fell on him.

At that time, he rolled the snowballs and put them together, and Yu Lan was responsible for dressing up with sticks and carrots. In the end, he could always make a round snowman.

While Mowen was intent on snowballing, Yu Lan quietly poked her head and carefully stole a handful of snow and stuffed it into Mowen's collar.

Mo Wen was agitated by the cold, and he couldn't grasp the strength of his hands and directly smashed the snowball.

He looked at Yu Lan in his arms in surprise, and saw that she was grinning and couldn't help herself.

"Lan..." The happy ink text that saw Lan Xiao laughed and couldn't help but smile. He rubbed Yu Lan's head without any threatening threat and said, "Okay, okay? Otherwise, I won't snowball you."

"Okay~" Yu Lan replied cleverly, holding Mo Wen's arm and not letting go, lest he was rubbing her.

Mo Wen lowered his head and started **** again. He didn't even think that his neck was cold again this time. He squinted dangerously. Before he even opened his mouth, he escaped from his arms like a rabbit. He landed with his hands and feet together, and looked back at him desperately.

The snowball in his hand was gone, Mo Wen got up and was about to catch her, but as soon as he stood up, Yu Lan rushed back to hold his thigh and acted like a baby, with a well-behaved and harmless look.

This should be a real thigh hug...Mo Wen is helpless.

"You little villain." Leaning over and picking up Yulan, Mo Wen sighed, pinching her nose, "Do you want to make a snowman?"

"Think~" Yu Lan, who was pinched by her nose, became obedient again. She put her arms around Mowen's neck, her eyes curled like crescent moons, "together."

"Well, together." After kissing Lan's face full of snowflakes, Mowen placed her next to her, and taught her to roll a snowball.

Yu Lan is really behaved right now, she leaned against Mowen's arms and held his hand to snowball, feeling the warmth from the palm of Mowen's palm, she only felt extremely comfortable.

Rolling a big snowball and a small snowball, Yu Lan did not care about the novelty of ink and picked up the little snowball.

"I want to put this on the big snowball." Flattening the upper end of the big snowball, Mo Wen put his arms around Lan's waist and whispered, "Then put the eyes and nose on it and you're done."

Yu Lan nodded and set the snowman's head cautiously, as if what she was holding was not a snowball but a bomb.

Seeing that the snowman's body was basically completed, Mo Wen thought about it and wanted to tear off the two black buttons from his clothes and handed it to Yu Lan.

"This can be used as eyes."

When Yu Lan's eyes lit up, he took the button and carefully stuffed it into the little snowball.

Turning her head and smiling happily at Mo Wen, she also reached out and tore off a button on her cloak and used it to make a snowman's nose.

Her buttons are dark brown, just to distinguish them from the inscriptions.

"Snowman!" She clapped her hands with a sense of accomplishment, and rolled over in Mo Wen's arms.

"Unexpectedly...I can still build a snowman with you." Staring at the simple yet cute snowman, Mo Wen whispered softly, clasping Yu Lan subconsciously.

Yu Lan was very happy right now, so he held it. She faced Mowen and gently nudged his side face, then picked up the snow and tried to stuff his collar inside.

Bullying stuff... it's really fun.

"Blue." This time Mo Wen quickly caught her hand that was about to "commit the crime", leaning close to her face and letting out a sulking laugh from her throat, which sounded very gentle and gentle, "What are you going to do?"

"Wow?" Yu Lan tilted his head silly, as if he didn't understand what the ink text was saying.

Seeing Lan pretending to be stupid, Mo Wen couldn't help but put his gaze on the mass of snow in her hand.

"The evidence is solid." He laughed.

Opening his eyes and staring at the Xue Xue in her hand, Yu Lan threw his head back on the ground and continued to pretend to be stupid, still aggrieved.

"Oh..."

I don’t know why Xue came to my hands...

In the end, Yu Lan, with his face full of grievances, still did not escape the punitive ravages of the ink text.

Annoying stuff!

Shrinking in grief and indignation, Yu Lan was about to escape Mo Wen's arms as he crawled, and fell into the snow by accident.

Mo Wen quickly picked her up and noticed that her mouth was full of snow.

She opened her mouth and spit out some hard but still swallowed a lot of snow.

In the next second, Yu Lan hugged his neck and started coughing, the hoarse and broken voice heavier than the other, as if he was about to cough up all his internal organs.

"Blue, blue."

Quickly patted Yu Lan's back, Mo Wen got up and knelt and sat beside her. His eyes, which had always been deep, were all at a loss. Without the mystery and depth of the previous one, he could see through it with a simple glance.

She really can't eat anything except the crystal core...

Yu Lan coughed for a long time, then raised his head after coughing up all the snow he swallowed. Her eyes were a little red, and it was obvious that the cough just didn't feel good.

The white pupils were all covered with blood, making her eyes look unusually penetrating and terrifying.

Yu Lan rubbed his eyes, but raised them to see Mo Wen's painful black eyes.

Reaching out and holding her in his arms, Mowen's heavy breathing became irregular.