Chapter 158: It's Snowing
"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, I still have to read!"
The two of them fought for a while, and finally ended with Yin Yue being pressed on a chair by Wang Beibei and begging for mercy, but with this kind of fragrant picture, no one is blessed to feast their eyes.
"Whew!"
Panting and sitting up from Yin Yue, Wang Beibei obediently pulled the chair on the side and sat down, she was so tired that she couldn't play.
"Yueyue, you said you, just let me touch it, you have to resist, but it will exhaust me!"
"Humph!"
With a light snort, Yin Yue straightened out her somewhat messy neckline and glanced at Wang Beibei.
"If you hadn't made another surprise attack, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed, but fortunately no one came to the office at this time!"
Taking a deep breath, Yin Yue regained her cold appearance, if it weren't for the residual blush on her cheeks, who would have thought that she would still have such a little girl's side.
"Don't worry, I'm very reliable, I'll close the door as soon as I enter it, be witty!"
Yin Yue didn't want to respond to Wang Beibei's little thief, the unknown joke just now consumed too much of her energy, and she was tired!
"Okay, okay, grab your apple and leave! Don't disturb me studying! ”
"Yueyue, don't you want me......"
Wang Beibei obviously looked like "I'm just here to make trouble", staring at a pair of big watery eyes, blinking at Yin Yue, looking at me with pity.
"Don't pretend, I don't eat your set!"
"Hmph, the hard-hearted Yueyue, there is no love, she will turn her face and not recognize people after eating and wiping it clean, where is the reason!"
pretending to be pitiful, Wang Beibei changed to sprinkling.
As for the result, of course, there is no use for eggs, Yin Yue will return to his usual state, and he will simply ignore it.
Zi Ai felt sorry for herself for a while, and seeing Yin Yue looking at her book seriously, ignoring it, Wang Beibei suddenly felt bored.
"Ahhhhh
Hearing Wang Beibei say that she was going to withdraw, Yin Yue raised her head from her study.
"Eh, you're leaving, won't you sit down for a while?"
"Let's go, it's against my heart, I just thought I was in the way, continue to pretend!"
Snorted angrily, Wang Beibei grabbed the half-eaten apple on the table just now, turned around and walked towards the door angrily.
"You study hard, I won't bother you!"
"By the way, it's your birthday the day after tomorrow, let's go eat on the eighth day, I'll invite you!"
Seeing that Wang Beibei was about to walk out of the door, Yin Yue's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and she suddenly remembered that she forgot to say something, and hurriedly shouted.
"It's all right, this baby will be very unhappy, let's talk about it later!"
waved her hand irritably, Wang Beibei shrank her head, didn't wave her sleeves, and walked gently, just as she came gently, without taking away a cloud.
……
"Lao Yang, Lao Yang, come out and see, it's snowing, it's snowing!"
Early in the morning, Yang Mobai was brushing his teeth in front of the sink, when he suddenly heard Tang Yu, who went to the balcony to let the wind out, scream.
"Fat Xian, it's snowing!"
Half of the excited Tang Yu stretched out the railing of the balcony and shouted at Lang Shixian in the 508 dormitory next door.
"Be careful, don't fall!"
Wang Chang, who heard the sound, grabbed Tang Yu's back collar and dragged him back.
The mist in the early morning has not yet dissipated, and the railing is wet, for fear that if Tang Yu gets excited and staging a fifth-floor flying corpse or something, it will be dead.
"It's really snowing! This is the first snow of the year! ”
patting the water milk on the back of her hand, Mao Qianpei stretched out a hand and caught the snowflakes fluttering in the air.
"Bingbing, it's not as hexagonal as it says on TV, it's no different from the broken ice in the refrigerator!"
Twisting the snowflakes in her hands with her thumb and forefinger, Mao Qianpei said curiously.
Jiahang is similar to Bashu, it has always snowed in individual areas, but unfortunately Mao Qianpei and Tang Yu are exactly in the area where it doesn't snow.
"Oh~ Oh my God, it's a little cold!"
Yang Mobai, who was the last to come out, couldn't help but tighten his collar, although it is said that snow is colder than snow, but the snow is below zero, giving people some face in winter, it's still quite cold.
"The first snow of the year is a bit big, although it is a little late, but it is just New Year's Day, and it is also good to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.
Looking at the white expanse outside the house, Yang Mobai's mood was also exceptionally good.
Although it is not as fierce as Tang Yu, who has never seen snow, he is quite happy, nothing can make people happier than building a snowman and having a snowball fight, this kind of game has nothing to do with gender, regardless of age, and is simply a beautiful life!
The snow is still falling, and large snowflakes, like thousands of white butterflies flying all over the sky, like catkins, like poplar flowers, like goose feathers, gently and softly, fluttering down one after another, slowly falling on the heads, shoulders, and clothes of the people walking on the Wutong Avenue who have changed into white clothes......
"What does the snow look like?"
Raising his hand to sweep the snowflakes that fell on Mao Qianpei's head, Yang Mobai suddenly smiled.
"The difference between sprinkling salt and air is like, I think Xie Lang's metaphor is better!"
Twisting the handful of snowflakes that Tang Yu had picked up in his hand again, Mao Qianpei shook her head gently.
"Hey, Sister Mao Mao, Xie Daoyun is a talented person, what a beautiful image of catkins because of the wind, literary value!"
Although Tang Yu was a little muddy, he had real skills, and as soon as Yang Mobai got up, he knew that this was to emulate Gong Xie's words.
"Lao Wang, what do you say!"
"Don't ask me, catkins or something, I'm the most annoying, every March and April I feel like I'm going to die!"
Without even looking at Tang Yu, Wang Chang concentrated on pinching the handful of snowflakes that had just been pulled down from the railing, looking like he was about to build a little snowman.
"Oops, you're allergic! Got it, got it! ”
Tang Yu suddenly realized that for people with allergies, it doesn't matter what literature is not literary at all, it is the key to survive.
"Shhh
As he was talking, suddenly a breathing sound came from next door, and Lang Shixian, wrapped in a quilt, poked his head out from the balcony next door.
"Obediently, squad elder Tang, what kind of crazy are you smoking, get up so early in the morning, it's rare to lie in the bed without class in the first class, what's so beautiful about the snow, it's cold to death!"
"Fat Xian, the plan of the day lies in the morning, such a good day, of course it is to get up and have a snowball fight!"
Lang Shixian appeared, and Tang Yu didn't have to worry with Wang Chang about whether Xie Lang or Xie Daoyun's poems were good or bad, and while talking, he grabbed a handful of snowflakes and threw them on Lang Shixian's chest.
In that place, two chubby hands were clutching the edge of the quilt tightly.
Tang Yu's target was the small opening that Lang Shixian exposed because he was not so tightly wrapped because he spoke.
"Whew! Cold cold cold cold ......! ”