One night, one snow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dream a dream, laugh a lot.

When she woke up again, Yan Xiaomei found that Qingsi had failed.

This is impossible, I obviously pillowed my little brother's legs and fell asleep.

Got it, it's damn nocturnal again.

Really, my little brother doesn't look at me either.

With a sigh, he got up delicately.

When he sat down, he turned his head and saw that his little brother was beside him.

He turned his head in fright, not daring to let him see it.

It's over, are my eyes swollen and my hair messing up?

Pick up a clump of snow and pounce on your face.

Rub away the gloom on your face and the panic in your heart.

Halfway through the rubbing, I almost wanted to cry angry with myself.

I threw snow on my face early in the morning, and was seen by my little brother, what did this look like?

He must think that I am a crazy woman, and dare to marry me as a daughter-in-law?

The snow turned into water, drowning the skinny face wet.

Yan Xiaomei, Yan Xiaomei, you usually boast of being smart, and you only slept with your little brother for one night, and you made yourself so ridiculous.

Not daring to turn around, his little hand waved back, and his voice was softer than the breeze: "Little brother, you are not allowed to look at me, I am ugly now." ”

The girl's splendor, the girl's shame.

It's the smile of the tea stall.

Why didn't he speak?

Is it gone?

In a hurry, he turned his head and was all embarrassed by the little brother.

Bow your head, a little ashamed.

Just look, one day, he'll have to look like my old woman.

Gently wiped the snow from his face and asked Hei Impermanence: "Last night, did that powerful soul come?"

Not only will you come, but you will also cut off your hands.

"Didn't come. Kuro-kun shook his head.

"No wonder I sleep in the same place. Yan Xiaomei suddenly realized, and asked the little brother: "You say, will she let me go?"

Not only do I want to cut off your hands, but I also want me to be her harp girl.

Spare you?

Joke!

"Maybe. Kuro-kun nodded.

Giggles, sweet to the girl's heart.

Regardless of the swollen hands, she got up and picked the snow fruit, handed one to her little brother, and sighed lightly: "Although the fruit is delicious, it is always too cold." ”

sat down obliquely, pillowed on the little brother's shoulder, and boasted: "It's a pity, there are no ingredients here, and there is no fire, otherwise, I must make eight big bowls for the little brother and eat the little brother's mouth crookedly." ”

He didn't speak again, Yan Xiaomei sat opposite him, and smiled brightly: "Don't believe it, my cooking skills are not lost to the royal dining room." ”

When he praised himself, he didn't blush and memorized the recipe again: "Steamed sea bass, boiled swallowtail shrimp, braised deer hoof tendons, stewed ox tail." ”

said that his eyes were shining, shaking his little brother's hand, and asked him happily: "After we leave the snow mountain, I will cook the same for you, which one do you like to eat the most?"

Leaving the snowy mountains?

I have one more decisive battle before leaving.

She asked eagerly, asked tricks, and the little brother must answer.

"A cup of hot tea. ”

His answer is always so light.

Yes, how picturesque should it be to watch the snow and enjoy the scenery, a cup of hot tea?

However, it is cold everywhere, and a simple cup of hot tea has become a luxury.

My little brother just wants a cup of tea, but I can't serve it to him, I'm really useless.

lowered his eyebrows, and smiled faintly and bitterly.

It is said that after becoming an immortal, all wishes come true.

I've studied immortals, but I've achieved nothing.

After thinking alone for a while, Yan Xiaomei's eyes lit up.

Hiding a little smile secretly, she Tingting got up and bit her lip: "Little brother, you wait for me here, I'll go do something convenient and come back soon." ”

She ran away, her back jumping for joy.

Turning his head, afraid that the little brother would leave, he laughed again: "You must wait for me." ”

Her shadow turned over the snowy peaks and vanished.

Stand up and take a few steps.

Look at the snow-capped mountains into the clouds, and look at the loneliness of the north.

hated Yan Xiaomei for being cunning and despicable, and sighed that Yan Xiaomei was lonely and pitiful.

Alone in the north for thousands of years, only the sound of the piano accompanies every day.

She is arrogant and arrogant, facing the sky every day, I don't know how many teardrops she has had.

But imposing one's own suffering on others, even if there are 10,000 sufferings, it cannot be said to be complete.

I await your decisive battle.

There is no wind and snow, and Kuro-kun ponders.

I don't know how long it took for her to finally turn around.

Between his hands, he carefully held an ice cup.

Slowly walking towards the black impermanence, he handed the ice cup to him.

The ice cup is held in the palm of the hand, and the long-lost warmth enters the heart from the palm.

A hot tea flower is served in an ice cup.

The brown color is delicious, and it is a bright red like autumn dates.

The tea soup is transparent, and it is like a night star.

In the snow, she really cooked a hot tea for the black impermanence.

"She's really nice to you. The tea delivery beauty sneered: "I actually used up all my yang energy, just to make you a cup of tea." ”

She smiled and smiled, she didn't expect that there were such fools in the world.

Exhausting all yang energy?

I was shocked, and I looked at her coldly, and sure enough, I saw frost on her forehead, pale as a ghost.

How can he look at himself like this?

Turning over arrogantly, the little sister raised her chin: "It's funny, you want to save her, but she died for you." ”

laughed at Heijun's incompetence, and then ridiculed Yan and smiled: "However, it's okay like this, you are a ghost, she is also a ghost, no one should dislike anyone." ”

casually said a cup of hot tea, and even made a ghost with a smile?

How so?

How so!

A new cup of tea is as heavy as it is in your hand.

A few snowflakes fell into the tea soup and disappeared in an instant, and life went so easily.

"Don't you drink the tea you bought in exchange for your life?"

The little sister is like the winner who has won this battle, and Yan asked Heijun.

How can you drink it?

This is her blood, this is her life.

When Heijun lowered his head, the little sister suddenly raised her hand and knocked over the ice cup.

Yan tea fell in the snow, covered with water and difficult to collect, like the tears of a lover.

The chain shot out, full of hatred.

Lock her thin waist and choke her throat!

The black impermanence's eyes were already bleeding, and the steel teeth were crushed, and he couldn't wait to tear Yan Xiaomei's flesh piece by piece.

"Kill!

The little sister's starry eyes were upside down, not afraid of the horror of the Black Monarch, and she smiled arrogantly: "Beat her body, so that she can't even be a ghost!"

A handsome young man who hates to turn into a demon and doesn't care about anything.

"Black impermanence, don't dare to do it, you're not a man!"

The wild voice and wild words are not extinguished, and the little sister breaks the voice and roars.

Hatred overturned the river and the sea, accumulating in the heart.

Without a finger, with a little force, he can crush her throat.

But no, no.

The strength is like an empty heart, gradually disappearing, let go of the little sister.

Touching the neck that was red by him, the little sister sneered: "Do you really care about her so much?

Let her taunt, Hei Impermanence lowered his eyebrows and looked at the tea print, and was gradually submerged in the snow.

"If you don't talk about drinking tea, Yan Xiaomei still has one step back, I killed her, and she turned into a ghost. ”

The tone was yin and yang, and she smiled strangely: "But when I get to this step in the field, if I kill her again, she won't even be able to do ghosts." ”

said that it was amazing, Yan Xiaomei transformed the snow kite out of thin air and threw it at the feet of the Black Monarch.

"These hands are not swollen yet, you know what you have to do. ”

She is aggressive, and she wants to trample all the pride of black impermanence under her feet.

Seeing that Hei Jun's eyes were hateful, the little sister sat out of thin air, folded her legs, and admired the snow proudly: "If you don't do what you should do, I will scatter the three souls and seven spirits of this body, so that she can't be a ghost." ”

Yan Xiaomei lost her life, and her body was still used by her to threaten.

The most despicable person in the world is the pretty little girl in front of him!

"I don't have the patience to smile, and if I can't hear the sound of the piano within ten numbers, I'll see you in the next life. ”

The playful voice sounded, and she began to count.

The snow kite is at your feet, and you can't wait to break it with one foot.

His chest rose and fell three times, and Kuro-kun sat down softly.

The piano sounded, and the little sister laughed.

"You're not a man in the first place, you're just my Jean-hime. ”