The matter was promised, and Bai Su deliberately set an early alarm clock.

After washing up, I went downstairs for breakfast, and happened to meet Cheng Yan and Lin Yuan talking about business at the dining table. She stood in front of the restaurant, thinking about getting in later. As soon as he turned his head, he actually saw Cheng Jingyang, who was frying the chicken nest and looking tired, scratching his head and walking here.

When he saw Bai Su turn around, he subconsciously brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and pushed his face by the way.

"Wake up so early?" He asked casually.

"It's not early. I'm afraid that something will happen in the afternoon, so I won't delay if I finish it early. ”

Bai Su quietly pointed to the inside of the restaurant, "Your parents are usually used to talking about some major events in the company so early?" ”

"yes." Cheng Jingyang put one hand in his pocket, "They are indeed very motivated, but I don't like these." He laughed, "That's why my mom always joked that I picked it up in the trash." ”

As if hearing the familiar words, Lin Yuan looked out perceptively, she first saw Cheng Jingyang, and then saw Bai Sulu's corner of clothes outside the wall, and smiled.

"Su Su up? Come in early and use it early. She got up to greet her, and when she got closer, she found that Cheng Jingyang hadn't washed, and kicked him in disgust, "I went downstairs without brushing my teeth or washing my face, in case an outsider sees how embarrassing it is, go up and get it for me and then come down." ”

Although Cheng Jing is stubborn, he has always listened to Lin Yuan's words.

He answered in a muffled voice, glanced at Bai Su with a vague look, and then reluctantly turned around and went upstairs.

When I went downstairs, the restaurant was supposed to be bustling with activity, and only the old woman cleaning the table was left.

Seeing Cheng Jingyang there expressionlessly, the old woman greeted him with a smile and pinned the rag to her waist.

"Is the little young master looking for the little white girl? Madame took her out temporarily, and I just saw that she seems to have sent you a message! ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and continued to clean up. Cheng Jingyang came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, took out his mobile phone, and swiped to QQ.

[Sweet Cake Girl Sue]: Auntie has something to do with me temporarily, and the snowman will be piled up when I come back! Sorry!

[Sweet Girl Sue]: [Animated Emoticons]

Bai Su sent a little snowman with a red scarf, and his cute appearance provoked Cheng Jingyang to slightly hook the corners of his lips, and all the depression in his heart just now was swept away.

He held his phone and giggled twice, but he had a different idea in his heart.

He didn't eat breakfast either, so he put on a small jacket and plunged into the snow. He first rolled a slightly larger bottom, and then, depending on the size, rolled a medium round shape, and moved it up to make the head of the snowman.

The snow in Kyoto is dry, and only a small lump is left when a large piece is gently pressed. Cheng Jingyang's movements were very fast, but it took nearly an hour and a half to pile up these two subjects.

The half-finished snowman was only waist-high, round and chubby.

Cheng Jingyang stared at the snowman in a daze, and insisted on thinking of it as Bai Su.

A white and tender little face, big watery eyes, and small cherry lips. When you are angry, your brows are tightly frowned, and when you laugh, it is easy to show two small tiger teeth.

He squatted down, trying to be as level as possible with the snowman, and unconsciously, his hand touched the snowman's face and pinched it gently.

Ice is cold and full of moisture.

He wrapped his index finger around his palm, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he sneezed coldly.

The sneeze seemed to be a vanguard, and he itched his nose and hit several more in quick succession.