Chapter 117: What Are You Laughing At

Just as he was about to leave, Ning Lidong pulled Ning Zhi's sleeve: "Sister, this umbrella is too small, you and Brother Shen Bai should put on this umbrella, I'll go first!" “

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Ning Zhi to answer, and ran away.

Ning Zhi held his forehead slightly, and hurriedly jumped and shouted: "Brother, run slowly, be careful of falling!" ”

Glancing at Ning Lidong's figure getting farther and farther away, Song Shenbai suddenly curled the corners of his lower lip for some reason.

"What are you laughing at?" Ning Zhi just caught his smile, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Song Shenbai coughed lightly, restrained the smile on his face, and shook his head at her: "No laughing, let's go." ”

How could he possibly tell her that he was glad he could be alone with her?

"Oh, let's go."

Ning Zhi didn't think much about it and walked side by side with him.

The snowflakes were flying, and the two children under the umbrella snuggled together, and the breath exhaled was like curling white smoke, blown to all directions by the north wind.

"Is it cold or not?" In the wind and snow, Song Shenbai lowered her eyebrows and stared at the little girl beside her who was only up to her shoulder.

She has two flower balls on her head, and she looks like people can't help but want to pinch it.

"It's okay, it's not very ......" Before he finished speaking, Ning Zhi felt that there was an extra scarf around his neck, which still carried his residual body temperature, and in this cold winter day, the warmth on the scarf was immediately transmitted to the limbs.

Ning Zhi stroked the scarf with his fingers, but he was reluctant to take it off, so he had to look up and thank him embarrassedly: "Thank you......"

"Don't be so polite!" A slight smile bloomed at the thin corners of Song Shen's lips, and in the end, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch the small bud on her head.

"My hair is tied up cute today." He raised his eyebrows slightly, and praised seriously.

Ning Zhi's inexplicable face became hot again, lowered her head and pinched the corners of her clothes, and replied softly: "My mother pierced it." ”

"Do you like this hairstyle?" He asked again.

"I like it." Ning Zhi nodded her little head truthfully, but she didn't expect him to say it next anyway.

"I'll learn and see, and I'll tie you up in the future."

“!!!”

Ning Zhi raised her eyes and looked at him carefully, and after making sure that he was not joking, the corners of her lips couldn't help but twitch twice: "Are you idle?" ”

"Not idle."

"What are you doing researching to tie your hair?"

Song Shenbai narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked rhetorically as a matter of course: "Isn't it okay to master one more skill?" ”

“…… Okay, if you're happy! Ning Zhi, who had always been sharp-tongued, was defeated for the first time, and looked at him with tears and smiles.

As they spoke, the two of them were almost at the door of the house.

"I ......" Ning Zhi just wanted to say that he was home, but he saw that the door of the house was opened from the inside, and Yun was about to go out with a anxious face.

"Mother?" Ning Zhi couldn't help but look at her suspiciously.

"Zhi'er, you're back!" After seeing the little girl standing there intact, Yun Shi breathed a sigh of relief and walked in front of her: "Mother, you haven't come back yet, and I'm looking for you!" ”

Ning Zhi looked at her worried eyebrows, and her little face gradually became ashamed: "I'm sorry, mother, I chatted with my brother of the Song family while walking, so I came back slowly." ”。

"It's okay, it's okay." Yun Shi hurriedly shook his head, took the little girl's hand, and brought Song Shenbai again, with a gentle voice: "Bai boy, the wind and snow outside here are too big, come and sit at home and drink a cup of tea, and wait for the snow to light before leaving." ”