Mu Qingqing took a few sips of water, put the cup on the table, and ran out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She likes to build snowmen the most, and she has always loved it since she was a child!

In the past, in the Quan family, in winter, she built a snowman alone, and no one accompanied her.

Quan Zichen doesn't even look down on this kind of childish thing, and always feels that it is a waste of time and a waste of time.

Quan Zichen will learn to play the piano and participate in various banquets.

But she was the only one who was silently building a snowman in the yard.

But she didn't like it either, but they wouldn't take her to the banquet.

Thinking, thinking, Xu Chaodui ran downstairs to the hospital.

A couple of blonde kids have already built a little snowman and are going to have a snowball fight.

They kneaded the snow on the ground into a big snow mass with their little red hands, and threw it at each other! smashed it with joy.

"Hit it, hit it! Oh, oh, hit! "These kids speak English very fluently.

Clouds of snow flew around in the air, some missed, smashed into trees, and some smashed upstairs.

Of course, there are also those who hit innocent passers-by! For example, Mu Qingqing!

"Little guy, are you smashing me?" Mu Qingqing was "angry".

As soon as she came downstairs, she was smashed with a big snowball, and this snowball hit her head, and she immediately looked like she was hanging colors.

"My sister was smashed, and a big white flower bloomed on my sister's head." A few little kids were especially happy and applauded.

These blonde little ones are particularly cute, with curly hair, long eyelashes, and bouncing and clapping hands.

Taking advantage of Mu Qingqing's inattention, several of the children bent down to pick up snowballs again, wanting to throw Mu Qingqing.

How could Mu Qingqing suffer, just when a snowball flew over, she bent down and quickly dodged!

With lightning speed, he grabbed a ball of snow and threw it at the opposite side!

She pretended to throw it first, but those little kids hurriedly ran, and when they ran a few steps, they found that the snow ball was not thrown at all, and at this time, Mu Qingqing quickly smashed at them!

"Whoa, cold, cold!" The little kid immediately screamed.

The snow ball was impartial and hit a small child's head right on.

The little guy bared his teeth and claws, reaching out to pick the snow off his head.

While picking and muttering: "Bad sister...... No...... Bad aunty...... Bad aunty...... Bad aunt who bullies people ......"

Mu Qingqing clapped her hands at this time, triumphant: "Do you dare to throw it on my sister?" ”

"Dare!"

After saying that, the little guy pouted unconvinced, bent down, and rubbed a small snowball with a small slap.

The small snowball smashed towards Mu Qingqing's body, Mu Qingqing was on guard this time, dodged sideways, and avoided it lightly.

She ran to the child's side, bent down, and touched his pink little face with a smile.

"Little one, how old are you?"

"Five."

"Where are you from?"

"My home is Paris."

"Where's your mom and dad?"

"What? If I say my mom and dad aren't there, are you going to bully me again? The child pursed his mouth, his big eyes rolling.

"My sister is a good person, my sister won't bully you, do you think my sister looks so beautiful, like a bad person? Is there such a beautiful bad guy? ”

"My mom said that the beautiful sister is a tiger. Don't play with tigers, they eat people. ”

"......" The corners of Mu Qingqing's eyes twitched, and she immediately said, "Then your mother is also a tiger?" ”

"My mother is not a tiger, my mother is good, I love her the most." The little guy was disgruntled.

"Beautiful women are tigers, and your mother is not a tiger, so that means that your mother is not beautiful?"

The little guy held his head, hey, it seems to be right.

Mu Qingqing touched his head: "So, my sister is not a tiger, come, let my sister hug her, okay?" ”

Mu Qingqing likes this child very much, and likes it at first sight.

Foreign children are like dolls, and they must be as comfortable as dolls to hold in their hands.

Seeing that Mu Qingqing was very friendly, the child's big eyes rolled a few times, and he stretched out his hand: "Beautiful sister, hug." ”

"Well, hug!"

Mu Qingqing picked him up, she was still a child who didn't grow up, so ah, she really rarely hugged children.

No, I almost threw this kid off.

Zhang Shuo hurriedly walked to her side, picked up the child from behind, and said with a smile: "If you throw other people's children down, you will really become a tiger." ”

"It's so fun to hold a child, look at him, it's so cute. Do you think his hair is naturally curly or permed? It's like a wig! ”

Mu Qingqing touched his hair and touched his little hands, full of joy.

The little ones are so cute.

And this little face, fleshy.

Foreign children are very funny, blonde, blue-eyed, big-eyed, and watery.

"Natural volumes, of course." Zhang Shuo also smiled, "How can there be a perm for children's hair." ”

"Bad sister, you're pulling my hair, it hurts, I don't want to play with you, you won't hold the child." The little guy began to wriggle in Mu Qingqing's arms.

"Oh, you're just going to let me hold it a little longer. Come on, come on, do you want my sister to buy you candy to eat? ”

"Don't, Sugar just wants to buy me? No way. The little one shook his head.

"Yo, what do you want?" Mu Qingqing was patient.

For the first time, she felt so patient and had a lot of fun with a child. It was also the first time she discovered that she liked children so much.

"I'm going to play with that little sister......"

The little guy pointed to a little girl with black hair not far away, "squeak" and "squeak" and laughed.

Mu Qingqing turned her head and saw that the little girl was so good-looking, with big eyes, a mushroom head, and a red dress. She was intently teasing a puppy, sometimes picking it up, sometimes teaching it to do arithmetic, sometimes playing games with it.

Mu Qingqing patted the little guy's head: "Do you like that little sister?" ”

"Nope." The little guy didn't admit it, twisted his head, and didn't look at it.

But after a few seconds, I couldn't help but turn my head, cover my eyes, and look at my little sister through my fingers.

"And said I didn't like it, look at it, you're blushing."

"Bad sister, I didn't blush. You let me down, I don't want you to hug me, you won't hold the child, my ass hurts so much when you hold me. ”

"......" Mu Qingqing's face was full of black lines, "You just let me hug you for a while, you said that you look so cute, let me hug and not suffer." ”

"Sister, are you a pedophile, you don't like me. I don't like old women, I like that little sister! ”

Old Woman ...... Mu Qingqing really wanted to kill him.

She's only seventeen, okay!

After the New Year, she is only eighteen years old. It was the first time someone said that she was an old woman.