This is a cylindrical snowman that can't see facial features at all, which point is beautiful?

Chen Quan changed his angle and deliberately ran to Luo Yunshi's side to take a look, he thought that it might be the angle he was standing at, causing him to feel that this snowman was not good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you change the direction, you may see a different scenery, with this mentality, Chen Quan came behind Miss Luo Yunshi.

"Tut-tut......"

Chen Quan smashed his mouth, it seems that this is no longer the reason for the angle of standing, this snowman in Luoyun's poetry pile is not good at all.

No matter how you look at it, it's a cylindrical snowdrift.

Well, after reading it, after Chen Quan confirmed that Luo Yunshi's aesthetics were very bad in this regard, he quickly accepted this fact.

There is no perfect thing in the world, even a genius will be inferior to ordinary people in some aspects, Luo Yunshi is not good at building snowmen, it is not incomprehensible.

Some things are like that, no matter how hard you try, but if you don't have the talent, you will be as far from the right path as you work.

"Ahh

Just when Chen Quan sighed that Luo Yunshi had no talent in this regard, Luo Yunshi suddenly sighed.

Chen Quan looked up and saw that Luo Yunshi was actually disappointed, this ...... Is this Luo Yunshi discovering that she has no talent in this area?

"Wang-" ...... Don't worry, young lady, people are always flawed, if they are flawless in any way, then they are not people, but gods.

Chen Quan tried to comfort the lost Luo Yunshi, so that the lost young lady would not be too sad.

"Rice, I didn't expect it to snow so heavily now, it seems that God saw that my great masterpiece was too great, so it snowed so much, and wanted to destroy my masterpiece."

Luo Yunshi held a shovel in her left hand, and made a pergola in front of her eyebrows with her right hand, looking at the snowy sky melancholy.

"It's okay, it's so much grinding, don't worry, I won't let my masterpiece be ruined by a heavy snow......"

Chen Quan: "......"

Chen Quan was stunned and looked at Luo Yunshi, who was in self-congratulatory mode, his eyes and ears in disbelief.

Is this still the young lady Luo Yunshi I know?

How does Chen Quan feel that Luo Yunshi seems to have been replaced with a soul, such a narcissistic and ignorant young lady, is it really the original Luo Yunshi?

Luo Yunshi reluctantly looked at her 'masterpiece', changed her clothes after entering the house, and looked at the door stupidly, very worried that the heavy snow would destroy her masterpiece.

Chen Quan covered his eyes with his paws, and couldn't bear to look at them directly.

No matter how heavy the snow is, it is not hail, and Luo Yunshi's head cannot be smashed by this fluttering snow.

Looking at Luo Yunshi's appearance as if incarnated as Wangfu Stone, Chen Quan was speechless.

What kind of popcorn do you want to do, Luo Yunshi is a magic barrier, if you want to eat popcorn, you first have to pull Luo Yunshi out of this state of magic barrier.

Chen Quan pawed his chin and thought of a solution with a sad face, and he really couldn't think of any good way for a while.

Chen Quan kept sighing, difficult, difficult, very difficult!

The two little squirrels shook off the snow in the house, and after drying all the fur in their nests, they ran to Chen Quan's side.

Seeing Chen Quan holding his chin with a sad face, he looked helpless there.

The two little squirrels hesitated for a moment and stood in front of Chen Quan blankly, not knowing what was going on.

When Chen Quan came back to his senses and saw two little squirrels standing there in front of him, like soldiers, he was still very surprised.

When did the two baby squirrels come?

Are they standing upright in front of themselves like this, are they apologizing for playing themselves before?

The two little squirrels stood motionless in front of Chen Quan, that little appearance was so cute, Chen Quan grinned, stretched out his paws and stroked the little squirrel's head.

"Woo-"

The little squirrel felt Chen Quan's kindness, tilted his head towards Chen Quan's fleshy paws, and gently rubbed it.

The cute and cute little squirrel gently rubbed his paws, Chen Quan's heart was simply beautiful, and he fell in love with the little squirrel more and more.

Chen Quan looked at the little squirrel's own petting that he was enjoying very much, and a word instantly flooded in his heart.

Could it be that this is the legendary head touch?

It's not too cool!

The snow kept falling, from morning to night, and Miss Luo Yunshi was very persevering, except for meal time, she was always watching at the door, staring at her masterpiece.

On snowy nights, it seems to be brighter, and the light reflects off the snow, making it look brighter.

As the saying goes, the snow is not cold, the snow is still falling at night, Chen Quan curled up in the nest with two little squirrels, warm and warm.

In the middle of the night, Chen Quan suddenly woke up, because he heard the rustling sound in the snow outside, and shook his ears a few times, Chen Quan felt that someone was walking in the snow outside.

The sound of footsteps was walking against the courtyard wall, and Chen Quan suddenly became puzzled.

You must know that the courtyard of my grandmother's house is alone at the back of the village, there is no road next to the courtyard wall, and there is no one who will walk here, not to mention that it is still the middle of the night.

Chen Quan immediately stood up, and he wanted to go out to check the situation.

If other Wang Xing people heard movement outside, they would probably have screamed a long time ago, but Chen Quan was not an ordinary Wang Xing person.

There is a good saying, it is called a dog that bites people does not bark, although Chen Quan said that he does not have to bite people, but he can not alarm people outside, and he does not plan to expose his whereabouts.

It's like a scout in the army to scout the situation, of course, sneaking for as long as he can.

There was also a thick layer of snow in the yard, and when Chen Quan stepped on it, the snow had already covered two-thirds of his calves.

Gently raising his claws and landing gently, Chen Quan, a Wang Xingren, had turned into a cat at this moment.

Inside the courtyard wall were stacks of firewood, all of which were chopped into wood of similar size and about the same length, with a roof covered with asbestos tiles.

Chen Quan planned to climb up to observe the situation outside, he had climbed up a few days ago, so he was not worried that the firewood stack was not strong enough.

"Poof—"

Chen Quan jumped lightly onto the firewood stack, his tail like a cat's tail, standing upright, trying to control the balance of his body.

"Rustle—"

After Chen Quan jumped on the firewood stack, he heard the rustling sound outside getting heavier, and Chen Quan cautiously walked from the top of the firewood stack to the courtyard wall.

The firewood stack was already as high as the courtyard wall, and when Chen Quan came to the edge of the courtyard wall, he slowly stood up and observed the situation outside the courtyard wall.

"Rustling ......"