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Qianling looked at him amusedly, and softened her tone again.

If the amount is too much, I don't know if there will be side effects, not to mention that Xiaoyue's body is already weak now, so don't mess around.

He watched as she sat on the edge of the bed and smiled at him, not looking at the slightest hint of Yuci...... The thin lips pursed slightly, and he closed his eyes sullenly and wanted to turn over, ignoring her.

"Alright, alright, four-leaf clover doesn't, I have something else for you!"

Qianling hurriedly pulled him back.

Really......

Like a child.

She looked at the sullen guy in the quilt and laughed again.

But I was surprisingly cute.

The long black hair spreads out between the pillows, like delicate silk satin, clear and soft.

The young man's delicate and beautiful face was set off even fairer, and his clear rose-red eyes looked at her, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Dangdang—"

Suddenly, there was a flicker in front of my eyes.

A paper bag popped up out of thin air.

He was stunned, blinking blankly at the paper bag she had conjured out of nowhere.

"New Year's gift!" Qianling came out of the back of the paper bag with a head, and smiled, "Happy New Year, Xiaoyue!

He looked at her smiling face, stunned, his eyelashes trembled but he didn't make a sound, slowly reached out and took the paper bag, opened it-

A familiar warm yellow color comes into view.

He stared blankly, and his heart suddenly beat violently.

The white fingers hesitated, slowly reached into the paper bag, and took it out-

It turned out to be a hat.

The warm yellow color is like a spring flower blooming at the beginning of spring.

Seeing him stunned as he looked at the hat in his hand, Qianling sat on the edge of the bed and scratched his head:

"Because there wasn't enough wool, and then the scarf from before ...... Well, something unpleasant has happened, and I always feel a little awkward, so I ......"

She looked at him and smiled softly:

"So, I made the hat. I don't know if you like it or not......"

Lan Yue slept on the pillow, gently holding the hat in front of her cheeks with both hands, and her crystal clear rose-red eyes looked at it, gradually opening up the clear light:

"Like. ”

You do, you like it.

He lifted his eyelashes slightly, looked at her, the dissatisfaction and resentment in his eyes dissipated, and the clear rose-red eyes were as clear and beautiful as rose dew.

Hats are, and so are the people who weave them.

Qianling looked at his eyes, was stunned, and scratched her head:

"If you like it, haha......"

What......

Satsuki, this guy......

I usually ignore everything I say to him, but I answered so quickly today......

And those eyes.

She looked at the young man playing with his hat with interest, her cheeks were a little hot, and her face was wrinkled.

Think you're still a kid?

Don't just discharge at her, really......

Lan Yue played with the hat in her hand, and pulled the two raised corners on the top of the hat with both hands.

Looking at her with some blankness:

"What is this?"

Qianling glanced at it and leaned over with a smile:

"Ah......hhhh It's the ears!"

She took the hat and straightened it out, and with both hands on the two kitten ears on the hat, she shook it at him with a smile:

"Isn't it cute to be like a cat?"

He looked at the cat hat in her hand, and then at her, "Why do you want to make ears?"

"Because it's a good fit for you!"

Qianling still smiled: "Xiaoyue is like a cat, quiet and alone, never expressionless, although occasionally fried hair......"

Like just now.

He looked at her and lowered his eyelashes slightly: "...... Isn't there not enough wool?"

Still have extra thread to do the ears?

Whether it's a hat or a cat's ears......

I always feel ......

It's someone's bad taste.

"......" Qianling was stopped by him, paused, blew her beard and glared at her and came over with her hat, "Why do you ask so much?

"Put it on," she smiled and reached out to help him again, "I'll change it if it's not the right size." ”

“……”

Lan Yue watched her silently without saying a word, helped him up and leaned against the head of the bed, and then pulled the cushion behind his waist, and pulled the quilt to cover it tightly......

The clear eyes looked at her helplessly, honestly did not resist, like a doll fiddling with her.

"A Little Yellow Meow ......"

Qianling hummed a tune, put the hat on his head, and adjusted the height of the hat to cover his ears.

The snow was flying, and the light of dusk was sprinkled on the two people, like a century of time.

He looked at her face close to her, his clear gaze focused.

Until a faint tingling sensation came from the head.

He came back to his senses, blinked and reacted, staring at her a little sluggishly, and his face gradually burned:

"You ......"

She touched him again!

Qianling was holding the two cat ears on the top of the hat with both hands, covering a certain position on his head, and his fingers inadvertently touched the cool texture from time to time:

"Xiaoyue, don't move, it's crooked again. ”

“……”

Seeing that the young man's fair face suddenly turned red like a tomato, Qianling blinked, and then reacted:

"Oops, I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to wear a hat......"

From time to time, his fingers "accidentally" touched the pair of tiny horns.

He looked at her unchanged face, and his cheeks became hotter and hotter.

"Okay~"

Finally putting the pair of cat ears just over his horns, Qianling tilted his head to look around, and finally withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

The dusk is beautiful.

The fluttering white veil faints the flush of the setting sun, and the snow trickles down.

The boy leaned against the cushion at the head of the bed, his long black hair running down his white pajamas, spreading the white bedding.

A warm and soft light yellow beanie hat is worn on the head, and a pair of soft cat ears are cocked on the top of the head, and the pair of small pointed black horns inside the ears can be faintly seen.

He bowed his head slightly, still in the posture of letting her wear a hat, his long eyelashes drooping, and his fair and beautiful cheeks were stained with sunset flush.

Qianling looked at him without blinking, and gradually sighed with emotion.

Sure enough, beautiful people wear everything beautifully.

The hat is ......

It's more suitable for Satsuki than she imagined!

Qianling stepped forward with a smile and looked at the guy who was flushed with shame:

"Satsuki, in order to make this hat for you, I can use my brains. ”

She looked at him with a serious expression:

"You see, you demons wear hats in a lot more trouble than others, because they have horns! ordinary hats can easily be poked out by those sharp horns, so ......"

She smiled:

"I made a pair of cat ears to cover your horns! Not only will they not be punctured, but they will look good!"

He looked at her with a triumphant look waiting for praise, his cheeks were still a little hot, and he suddenly paused, as if he realized something:

"How do you know...... My ears are just right to cover my ...... Horn?"

Qianling smiled brightly, and patted her chest proudly:

"Because I've measured your measurements! The length of the horns, the distance between the two corners, have been measured very accurately!"