Chapter 315: A Trip to Italy (3)

This scene reminded her of Christmas in Harry Potter. When you wake up in the morning, you turn over and open the curtains, and it is a magical world covered with snow.

The carriage galloped through the snow, twelve fir trees were arranged outside the auditorium, and warm and dry magical snowflakes were floating in the auditorium. The food was even more wonderful, a hundred fat roast turkeys, mountains of roasted meat and boiled potatoes, large plates of delicious sausages, bowls of buttered peas, plates of thick and thick meat marinade and lingonberry sauce...... And the Butterbeer in Hogsmeade, it's not too beautiful, okay?

However, this closed room like an iron bucket, a sickly lard-like woman who is stuck on the bed. Jean Yizhen felt disillusioned.

"Liang Xi Liang Xi, don't sleep. Yizhen opened the curtains, and the bedroom was suddenly bright.

"Pull the curtains shut. Liang Xi snorted, felt a biscuit stuffed into his mouth, and ate it in a daze. It's quite delicious, so I took one bite after another and accepted a bribe from Yizhen's small biscuits.

When the biscuits bottomed out, Yizhen said, "Let's go to the yard and build a snowman." ”

Liang Xi listened, snorted, and buried his head in the quilt: "Don't." ”

"Let's go, let's go. With such beautiful weather, are you going to squander your time under the covers? We're going to pretend to be kids. ”

"You're afraid there's some misconception about good weather. Liang Xi stretched out his black head: "As long as I wrap my little quilt tightly, sadness can't catch up with me." I'm still a kid. ”

Yizhen slapped Liang Xi and stretched out his hand: "Give me back my little biscuits." ”

Liang Xi grimaced: "Slightly, don't give it." Wrap up my beloved little quilt~"

"Cut, old auntie's self-deception. Obviously, his arms and legs are too old to move. Old zombies. Yizhen said with his head upside down, Liang Xi's face darkened when he heard it: "Shut up, shut up, you shut up." ”

Yizhen babbled, put on his hat and gloves, opened the window wide for Liang Xi, and shouted crisply: "Goodbye, Auntie!"

Patches of snow flew on Liang Xi's face, and his hair pulled his face and flew into a gray cake. Liang Xi closed the window as if he was covering, hurriedly put on his clothes, and ran out: "You are the old aunt!

Yizhen had already assembled the props, and Liang Xi's snowman was quickly piled up, and Yizhen glanced at it with disgust, like two collapsed stone piers together, and couldn't help frowning: "It's so ugly." ”

"It's the same as how nice you pile it up. Liang Xishan also glanced at it, and his eyes flashed: ", it's so cute!"

Yizhen gave full play to the advantages of art students, piling up a small bamboo rat dressed and wearing a hat, with black eyes, a pointed nose with an orange dressing, which was very cute, and a small paw made of thin branches.

"It's so cute, isn't it? Liang Xi was even more excited than Yizhen, took the Polaroid and began to take pictures. The gray sky was covered with snow, and the two of them were red from the ear to ear, and they couldn't stop comparing V in the lens.

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"It's a lot of snow today, and I'll have a drink when I get home." Xue Zimo leaned against the window, and Yan Wanliang yawned: "As soon as I came, I started the brand design, and I ran at both ends, which was really unbearable." You can rest for a few days. ”

"You can't stop this break. "Ember still plays the role of the driver, and the two masters next to him and behind him yawn for a long time, and they can't hold it anymore.

As soon as I entered, a cloud of snow smashed in. Ember was stunned, and the two people in the courtyard began to throw snowballs, and the laughter clucked far away.

"Oh no, Ember is back. Yizhen quickly picked up his hat, put it on his head indiscriminately, and ran back. The other end had already shouted, "Isn't this Hanhan? What are you doing running out on a snowy day?"

"This little mouse is very cute. Yan Wanliang came over and said, "Huh, why is this dress a little familiar?"

"Damn, these are my pajamas!" Xue Zimo pulled his hair and glared: "Who the did this?"

"Don't kick. Night Ember stopped Xue Zimo: "It's quite cute." ”

"Isn't it cute? Xue Zimo snorted.

Yizhen buried in the quilt and pretended to sleep. Night Ember glanced at the lump on the bed, and threw the clothes on it, yin and yang: "Don't think that you're done there, don't paint at home, and run to the yard to have fun, I'll see if you feel cold tomorrow." ”

Yizhen poked his head out of the quilt: "As long as I run fast enough, the cold can't catch up with me." ”

"It's hard to talk about it. He didn't bother to worry about her, looked at the documents for a while, felt a little tired, closed the computer, "Call me when you eat." And he fell asleep.

Yizhen sighed and covered the quilt for the night embers and closed the curtains. Then he closed the door and went downstairs.

All three of them went to sleep. Liang Xi was watching cartoons in the living room, and Yizhen rummaged through the kitchen, boiled a pot of thick cocoa, and prepared some dorayaki.

"They probably had to sleep until three o'clock. Yizhen looked at the time: "Have you eaten enough in the morning?"

Liang Xi took a sip of cocoa: "No." Otherwise, I wouldn't be sleeping now. As soon as I went to bed, I was even hungrier. He didn't have any idle hands, so he took out the map and searched: "There is a Chinese supermarket nearby, I want to eat potato chips." ”

"Let's go buy some lotus root flour and black sesame seeds, I want to eat lotus root flour balls. Yizhen made a list and drove to the supermarket with Liang Xi.

When it comes to language training, going abroad is the most direct and effective operation. I have to say that Italian men are generally very good-looking, with tall suits and leather shoes, and light perfumes. Moreover, they are born to talk about love.

β€œDear。 The little guy with black curly hair raised the corners of his lips at the two girls, saying that this cream cake is more suitable for cute girls. However, they may not find it very sweet, because they are sweet enough to make the cake fall for granted.

I really think that Evan may be a fake Italian. Or, she's a very unsweet girl. In short, Evan left a big shadow on her.

Liang Xi didn't understand much, and he was really a little excited. After chatting a few words, the two went to the snack area in a happy mood.

"Why don't I feel greasy at all?" Liang Xi picked up a bag of Italian dumplings and said sincerely: "Because people have height and good looks, and their voices are good." ”

"Yes, ugly people don't deserve to be called little brothers. Liang Xi concluded.

The two got into the car with large bags and small bags, and when they went out, the wind and snow were even heavier, and night fell completely. Being in a foreign country, I was really a little square, and I was worried that I would get lost, but the two still returned home very smoothly.

Sure enough, the three masters hadn't gotten up yet. Yizhen and Liang Xi were busy in the living room, one adjusting sesame filling, the other kneading lotus root flour balls, chatting happily.

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