The studio was finally named Yunling Studio, which was taken from Luo Yunling's name, which she naturally understood and was very moved.

Shen Sixuan has been pregnant for three months, and her morning sickness reaction has improved a lot, but her temper has become a little bigger, but fortunately, as long as Luo Yunling is by her side, she is in a very good mood.

And Luo Linan and Luo Yunling's movie "My Dad is a Detective" is being released, because during the Spring Festival, there are a lot of people watching the movie, and it is a comedy, so the box office is quite high.

The snow was falling, Luo Yunling was wearing a bright red down jacket, a plush hat, and a scarf that wrapped half of her face, looking round, like a big red envelope.

She was also very helpless, because of the practice of physical arts and concentrating techniques, she was not afraid of the cold, and she wore so much because her father thought she was cold.

Luo Yunling was building a snowman downstairs to play, and the assistant was watching over her, and when Luo Linan came back from her parents, she saw a big red envelope rolling on the snow, which was also cute.

Luo Lin'an couldn't help but laugh and shouted to her, Luo Yunling turned around, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she rushed into her grandmother's arms like a cannonball, "Grandpa, I miss you so much." A sweet sentence immediately pleased the two old men.

Luo Linan was very sad, and secretly threw a few glances at Luo Yunling, signaling her to hurry up and say more good things to him, but was completely ignored.

Grandma scooped up Luo Yunling, "Look at my big baby, how festive." She nodded Luo Yunling's nose and rubbed her face with a smile.

Speaking of this, Luo Yunling wanted to complain about her father's taste again, but for the sake of pleasing her elders, she could barely bear to dislike it.

It was still early at this time, Luo Yunling didn't want to go home, Luo Linan and her grandfather stayed to play with her, and her grandmother went back to help make lunch.

"Shall we throw snowballs?" Luo Linan looked at the snow-white on the ground, glanced at the snowman who had not yet been completed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and hurriedly said. Let her pile it down again I don t know what will come out of it why didn t he find his daughter s ability to create zào so strange ah the soul painting that time was.

"Yes, yes!" Luo Yunling was afraid that her grandfather would not agree, so she pulled his sleeve and said coquettishly: "Grandpa is also here, let's play together." ”

Grandpa glanced at her helplessly, and nodded dotingly, "I'll deal with your father with you." As he spoke, he smiled maliciously at Luo Lin'an.

Luo Linan was stunned when he saw this smile, and before he could open it more, a snowball hit his face, and the scattered snow fell into his clothes, so cold that he shivered, and he couldn't help but accuse: "Dad, you sneak attack!" As soon as he finished speaking, he ate a mouthful of snow.

Luo Yunling shook her head and said, "The soldiers are not tired of cheating, Dad, you didn't say that you can't sneak attack." "She lost it just now, but I didn't expect it to hit the red heart.

What he said seemed to be very reasonable, Luo Linan found that he couldn't refute it, so he had to hope for action and hit their arrogance hard.

He pinched out a few snowballs and was about to throw them at them, but he was beaten by an old man and a young man who could only bend over to dodge, and finally managed to take out the gap and throw one out, but it was empty.

"Wait!" Luo Linan shouted a timeout, "I admit defeat, you are too bullying." He said this sadly, hung his shoulders, turned around and crouched on the ground, poking at the snow, waiting for his daughter and his father to come and coax him.

After waiting for a long time, no one paid attention to him, only heard a burst of laughter, Luo Yunling went to build a snowman again, and took her grandfather with her. For her masterpiece, probably Jiang is still old and spicy, and grandpa's expression is very normal, and he still points out a sentence or two from time to time. And Luo Linan slowly moved over, holding his chin, with a look of disgust.

This is about the first time Luo Lin'an has shown this kind of expression, and he suddenly found that there is a reason why his daughter loves and dislikes him, because it feels good to dislike people.

Luo Yunling felt his gaze, stuck out her tongue at him, clapped her hands and took a few steps back, the snowman was officially built, which was very good.

She crossed her waist and admired it, nodding from time to time, "How is Grandpa?" She begged for praise with a face, and Luo Linan on the side couldn't help but cover her face, have you ever seen a skinny snowman with two round feet and a straight buttocks? The waist is thin like something.,It's strange that it can still support the upper body well.。

Grandpa nodded with difficulty, "Good." He touched her cold little hand and changed the subject: "It's not early, let's go back." He had heard his son talk about his granddaughter's drawing ability and hands-on ability, which was not something that could be described by a black hole, but she liked it, so they didn't pick it out, and they could still accept this slightly strange hobby.

If Aya knew her grandfather's thoughts, she would definitely say that it wasn't her fault, it was completely the aesthetics over there

"Hmm." Luo Yunling replied heavily, clapped her hands, admired her masterpiece, and when she looked up, she saw a boy with clear eyebrows with a slightly open mouth, and his expression looked a little envious and dazed.

She subconsciously smiled at him, and muttered in her heart, those eyes are so beautiful, not stained with a trace of dust, extremely clear, revealing the simplicity of the world.

After they were gone, the boy moved his stiff feet, walked up to the snowman, and reached out to carefully touch the snowman's head.

It's just that I didn't expect that as soon as I touched it, the snowman instantly collapsed and turned into a snowdrift. The boy's face was a little sad, and he tried to restore the snowman to its original form, but in vain, after a while, a woman with a cold face came up to him, grabbed his hand and pulled him away. The boy reluctantly looked back several times before following the woman with his head down, no longer resisting.

Luo Yunling was lying by the window, and after reading this qiē, she touched her chin thoughtfully, and the back of her head was suddenly slapped in the face, although her strength was light, she still turned her head and glared angrily.

Luo Linan lay beside her, "What are you looking at, your expression is so deep?" "He's also bored, and he was kicked out by his mother as soon as he entered the kitchen, saying that he shouldn't hold back, he really just wanted to help out so that he wouldn't cause trouble.

"Hmph." Luo Yunling pursed her lips and didn't speak. Grandpa, who was also kicked out of the kitchen, came over and lay on her other side, with a deep expression. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are lined up like this, which looks very joyful.

Shen Sixuan was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and suddenly saw such an interesting scene, hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and took a picture, and when the three of them came down, he beckoned them to come and watch.

"Haha, Dad, your posture is so stupid." Luo Yunling pointed at Luo Lin'an's upturned buttocks and sneered unceremoniously, obviously remembering his hatred for patting his head.

"Wife, your photography skills need to be improved." He touched his nose, grinded his teeth towards Luo Yunling, and then said to Shen Sixuan very seriously, as if he didn't realize that something was wrong with this. He remembered not doing it just now, well, it was funny. He looked at it several times.

Shen Sixuan glanced at him, put away his mobile phone, and agreed with Luo Yunling's statement, "It's stupid." Taking his daughter's hand, he walked past Luo Lin'an, who was staying in place, and entered the restaurant.

Grandpa shook his head, helpless about this son who didn't remember to beat, knowing that the tiger's ass couldn't be touched, he always went to tease, and he deserved it.