Early in the morning, winter snow covers the garden.

In the depths of the Butterfly Lake Villa, several acacia trees are frosty, snowing, and burning.

Under the tree is a group of women from all over the world, they have different ethnic colors, different styles, or smell the cool plum blossoms, or chase snowflakes, joy flows, laughter continues.

There seems to be nothing special, except that the woman is prettier, and the photo is fresher and more beautiful.

In fact, over the past year, half of these women have been creators of celebrity clothing.

As for how to get those star outfits, in fact, they're pretty simple too. Some are coincidences, like Mo Tong's Heavenly Arrow Suit, and some are stolen, just like Qu Xin's Heavenly Arrow Suit.

At this time, Beifeng Ruolan and the others knew that Lin Hao had so many henchmen around him, and almost everyone was no worse than them, and they were far better than their Zhong Lingyuxiu.

Luckily, they are very tolerant people.

Longevity, the lofty ambition to pursue longevity, so that these women together will not be jealous of those men and women.

On the contrary, now they can live well, without men, without feeling lonely and empty.

In this way, naturally there will not be so many fights.

At this time, Lin Hao was also there.

In the corner of the plum forest, there is a specially built plum pavilion to enjoy plum blossoms on the snow on this day.

Lin Hao sat in the pavilion.

Next to it is a bamboo table with delicate purple sand tea sets and two small red tandoors.

There is a kettle on the fire. One of the pots is water that Plum Blossom Snow deliberately picked up. It seems to be cooked at this time. The spout is white and has the fragrance of plums.

The other is the warm peach blossoms brewed from the peach orchard, which is so fragrant and pleasant, but in this snowy winter, it gives people a warm spring feeling.

In addition to him, there were people in the pavilion.

As an old man, Nan Huaqing is not good enough to chase and play together, so at this time, she wears beautiful clothes and becomes the queen of the gentle and virtuous mother in the world.

At this time, she was sitting at the bamboo table, warming the wine, making tea, quietly looking at the snow in the garden, people are more beautiful than flowers.

Liu Qincheng is not over.

In the corridor connecting the Mei Pavilion, less than 10 meters away from Lin Hao, purple cloud incense wafted from the depths of the Red Moon Forest, silently burning on the tripods of the two copper cranes. Purple smoke rises with a refreshing fragrance, passes through the elegant neck of the crank, and condenses into a beautiful pattern of purple clouds spit out by the crane's beak.

Her front HED ding, a luxurious black hanfu, a green silk wrapped into a beautiful Hanfa Yuan's hair, and inserted jade chains, decorative steps, quietly sitting in the Pu Laoye, like a cold pool still water, pure hand swinging room, the sound of the piano ripples, ancient pleasant.

Bai Wanqiu was in the pavilion.

I don't know when she learned to draw, just like Liu Qincheng focused on playing the piano, at this time she focused on transformation and turned a deaf ear to everything around her.

And the content of her transformation is a beautiful scene on a snowy day.

It is such a picture, the combination of movement and static, which looks harmonious.

In the pavilion, Lin Hao was holding a cup of freshly brewed tea. He was chatting with Nan Huaqing when someone suddenly stabbed him in the back.

"Uncle, shall we go out and have fun?"

It's a little girl.

She was only four or five years old, timid and afraid, and now she was seven or eight years old before she knew it.

She inherited her mother's excellent genes and began to lay a good foundation in the best way since she was a child. Now it seems that she has the potential to cause harm to the country and the people.

In terms of height, despite being only seven or eight years old, the average height of a child is actually as tall as thirteen or fourteen years old.

But it's still a child's temperament.

Looking at her expression at the moment, she seems to be impatient with the "childish" activities that adults are playing, such as snowball fights and going out to play wholeheartedly.

remembered that he hadn't gone out for some days, and he didn't know what the city outside was like now, so Lin Hao didn't refuse.

Then, a group of women opened one eye, closed one eye, and indulged intentionally or unintentionally, and one big and small "stole" out of the Butterfly Lake villa.

"Haha, it's still fun outside, crowded and lively. ”

"Two days ago, I heard Sister Snow say that this winter in Syracuse is very beautiful at this time, there are ice sculpture exhibitions everywhere, and there are many circuses. I want to see them for a long time. ”

“......”

Since she walked out of the villa, the little girl was like a little bird coming out of a cage, and she was very happy.

Stupid gestures, stupid expressions, tireless clapping, one after the other.

Looking at the little girl's cheerful chirp and sweet smile, Lin Hao suddenly realized that he was wrong. For the past few years, this little girl is still so annoying.

Fortunately, it didn't last long. After more than ten minutes, the little girl gave up satisfied.

。 The most precious thing is to hide the digital camera, and she smiled happily and said, "Envy me, this is the most precious memory of people growing up." "Some of them were brought by my mom and some of them were brought by myself.

Hehe, I guess my uncle definitely didn't. He's not as happy as I am.

Lin Hao really didn't have him, he frowned his lips and said, "Boring, I don't need these useless things." ”

The little girl secretly laughed again: "Uncle, you are right or wrong, I won't believe you." ”

Then he jumped up and pulled Lin Hao under the tree.

There are many people under the tree, in addition to young couples, there are also beautiful old people and women, who pray for marriage, family happiness, good weather in the coming year, etc.

Although these may not be useful, their God does not hear their voice and may not be omnipotent, but for themselves, this kind of good desire and expectation is the driving force behind their suffering.

"Uncle, let's start too!"

She immediately stood motionless under the tree, closed her eyes, folded her hands and fingers into fists, and began to make a vow in a whisper, but with a look of reverence on her face.

It's just a simple wish, not what to expect from the god of winter snow or other gods!

Lin Hao glanced at it twice, it was still the same Lin Hao, and he was very comfortable.

Soon he opened his eyes, but the little girl was quiet for nearly ten minutes.

As soon as the event ended, she smiled and asked, "Uncle, what do you want?"

"I hope everything goes well and Aunt Sweet will be back soon. Lin Hao didn't have any taboos and answered truthfully.

The little girl blinked: "Is it that simple?"

"Do you think so?" Lin retorted.

The little girl smiled again: "Yes, with the power of the uncle, in fact, there is nothing to pin on wishes. ”

I also believe that with the joint efforts of my uncle and everyone, Aunt Sugar will come over soon.

As he spoke, he said mysteriously, "Guess what I did"

"What wishes?" Lin Hao showed his curiosity at the right time, but in fact he wasn't curious at all.

The little girl was very satisfied with this reaction, and snickered and said: "I have made a lot of wishes, such as letting myself grow up quickly, such as my mother will always be happy and never old, and my uncle's big family will always be so happy and harmonious......"

Come on, let's have a good talk. It's all simple wishes. It sounds stupid.

In the end, she lowered her voice again, walked into Lin Hao's ear and said, "Uncle, you have to work hard to make your mother's belly grow bigger quickly, so that I will soon have a little brother and little sister."

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