When Qingdai walked to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, it was snowing in Buzhou Mountain, and the snow as big as goose feathers fell down overwhelmingly, and fell to the ground lightly.

The ground was already covered with a thick layer of snow, like a large cloud falling to the ground.

Qing Dai was stunned, and couldn't help twisting her body that had become round because of the autumn fat, but she still couldn't help it, she trembled, and pounced on the spot, and the whole mouse was buried in the snow. The silvery fur blends with the snow.

"So this is snow?" Buried in the snow, feeling the cold snowflakes melt in the fluff, exciting and refreshing.

Guinea pigs have always lived in valleys with spring seasons because of their race, and it has never snowed.

Qing Dai heard the birds say that there is snow all year round in Buzhou Mountain, so she came to Buzhou Mountain all year round.

Qing Dai relaxed and turned over in the snow, and saw a fluffy paw with a plum blossom pad stopped less than a few inches in front of her, and the sharp claw popped out and hooked.

“！！！” Before Qing Dai could react, the fear of natural predators hidden in the depths of her memory had already taken control of her body, and she slipped out, bringing up a wave of snowflakes.

You can also hear a faint chuckle behind you, "The little guy is still running fast." ”

Qing Dai was even more frightened to death, and her four claws ran faster than she usually did even in the snow.

Until she snapped and bumped into something.

With teary eyes and two front paws holding her forehead, Qing Dai looked up and saw that she had hit a slender pottery jar, which was still shaking and could not fall.

Indigo tries to hold on to the jar with her two front paws, but she overestimates her size and underestimates the size of the jar.

Even if she stretched her claws and body to the maximum, it didn't help, and even because she was too flat, it looked like a plush decoration attached to a jar.

"Bang-" The jar fell to the ground, and after holding on for a while, Qing Dai watched the jar flash green light and then shatter into pieces, wanting to cry without tears.

She's just a poor little guinea pig who just wants to see a snowfall, what the hell is wrong with her.

Natural enemies......

The little guinea pig's head finally remembered why she was running, she slowly turned her head, still clutching a clay shard in her hand, silently cheering herself up in her heart.

If the predators were going to come and eat her, then she, she, she would jump up and hit him in the nose!

The natural enemy with plum blossom pad claws sat not far behind him, dressed in a beautiful fur with black flowers on a silver background, and the iconic thick plush tail, which looked very elegant.

It's a snow leopard. The snow leopard does not have guinea pigs in its recipe. Qing Dai breathed a sigh of relief, and the danger to her life was lifted, so now what she has to worry about is the compensation for the clay pot.

Shouldn't a clay pot cost her life?

"Hello, I'm Qing Dai from the guinea pig clan, I'm very sorry......" Qing Dai's remaining words faded under the snow leopard's wide open mouth and baring sharp teeth.

The teeth looked extremely sharp, and the occasional reflection of cold light made one wonder if they would be swallowed in the next second.

Although there are no rats in the snow leopard's recipe, who knows if this snow leopard will want to change the recipe?

Qing Dai was afraid that her originally round body would instantly collapse into a rat cake, or the kind of rat cake that was very fat when she looked at it with a tremble.

Qing Dai watched the snow leopard approach with graceful steps, stretched out the meat pad and pressed it on herself, so frightened that she quickly sucked her stomach, pretending that she was not fat.

Qing Dai didn't see the excitement in the snow leopard's eyes when she sucked her stomach, so she watched the snow leopard lie down beside her in fear and fear.