The evil demonic qi that was accidentally driven away by Mo Xian at the beginning, because it was of the same origin as Qingshuang, has not disappeared over the years, but has been lurking in her body, looking for opportunities and waiting for opportunities.

At this moment, that trace of demonic energy was slowly lingering in her heart, and it only took a thought of Qingshuang to control her again.

However, the current Qingshuang has completely diluted the previous obsession and hatred for Mo Xian's involvement.

She has always thought clearly, as long as there are no accidents beyond her cognition, even if the demonic energy has been in her body, there will be no chance.

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In Qingshuang's daily daily questioning of whether she likes Mo Xian, and Mo Xian teasing her and petting her and saying that she likes her, the days passed quietly like flowing water.

Soon it will be the end of the year.

In the cold and snowy season, every household locks its doors and windows, and there are many fewer bustling pedestrians on the streets, leaving only some vendors wrapped in thick cotton clothes and shouting.

This year's snow seems to be particularly heavy, and I have always liked to see the lively frost, but I don't want to go out in the cold.

Wrapped himself tightly in cotton clothes, revealing only a fair and delicate little face, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, sitting in front of the brazier of Moxian, rubbing his hands from time to time, and exhaling hot air with his palms together.

Mo Xian watched her movements and asked funny: "You can use mana to ward off the cold, why do you have to make a brazier?" ”

Hearing this, Qingshuang stared at him with round eyes, and only after a while did he speak angrily, "I call it following the customs!" If you are in the world, you must come in the way of mortals. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and whispered, "It's not because you don't have mana. ”

If she uses mana to ward off the cold, Mo Xian, that nerd, will never think about herself.

If she loses her mana and has nothing to keep warm, she must rather be frozen than worry.

Since he doesn't think about himself, then she still has to think about it for him?

It's a pity that Qingshuang's voice was too small, and Mo Xian didn't hear it clearly, but just asked habitually, "What is Shuang'er talking about?" ”

"It's nothing, it's nothing, come over and roast the fire, it's frozen to death!"

While talking, the little hand also pulled Mo Xian to sit beside her, and Mo Xian naturally leaned against her.

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In the blink of an eye, when it was approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, Mo Xian finally pulled out the frost that seemed to hibernate in the house.

"Moxian, it's so cold, I don't want to go out."

"Didn't you say you wanted to do as the locals did?"

Mo Xian saw that Qingshuang looked like she hadn't woken up, and couldn't help but reach out and scratch her red and round nose, "What?" Does Frost want to speak? ”

“……”

Yes! What she says, she has to say when she kneels!

The cold wind was blowing outside, whirring on her face, even if she was wrapped in a special hooded cotton coat made for her by Mo Xian, she couldn't resist it.

Qingshuang was soon sobered up by the freeze, and just wanted to complain a few words, a pair of small hands were wrapped by Mo Xian's big hands.

For a moment, it was completely warm, and it seemed to be much hotter than a brazier.

Qingshuang blushed silently, turned her head, and her white and soft earlobes were dyed a thick crimson.

Mo Xian knew that she was shy, and he didn't tease her, just smiled and led her forward step by step. The two of them left a mark in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, until they walked into the largest restaurant in the capital.

"Mo Xian, don't tell me, you dragged me out alive and dead, just to come here for a meal!"

Qingshuang entered the private room and looked at him in disbelief.

"Hmm."

“……？”

She felt like he might need a beating!