Chapter 182

Here, drunk Wuye and others have gathered together, but Mo Wen is holding Yu Lan more and more remote.

He walked through several alleys and chose a place where there was no one. His military boots made a "rustling" sound when stepping on the snow.

When he came to a deserted place, he finally stopped. Yu Lan jumped from his arms excitedly and threw himself into the snow with a satisfied "ow".

"There is no one here, only us. You can enjoy yourself." sitting on the side of the blue body, Mo Wen's face was also smiling.

Because before, Yu Lan always pulled his sleeve to play with the snow, so he has been paying attention to the places where she can play with the snow all the way. Now he can finally meet her wishes.

This place is very empty, there are no residential buildings, and there are not even half footprints on the snow. At a glance, it is desolate and cool in the past.

Only Yu Lan rolled in the snow and fluttered back and forth.

"Do you want to make a snowman?" although he is not interested in playing with snow, Mo Wen is still willing to play with Yu Lan.

Yu Lan was covered with snow now. She turned round her eyes and smiled excitedly at the corners of her eyes.

"Together!" she called, opening her hand.

Holding Yu Lan in his arms, Mo Wen photographed the snow on her head, picked up a ball of snow and began to roll a snowball.

He also played snow with Yu Lan before. Yu Lan's snowball was either flat or couldn't roll at all, so the burden of snowball fell on him.

At that time, he rolled the snowballs together, and Yu Lan was responsible for dressing up with sticks and carrots. Finally, he could always make a round snowman.

While Mo Wen was snowballing wholeheartedly, Yu lanqian Mimi poked his head and carefully stole a handful of snow and stuffed it into Mo Wen's collar.

Mo Wen was inspired by the cold. He didn't grasp the strength in his hand and broke the snowball directly.

He looked at Yu Lan in his arms in surprise and saw that she couldn't help grinning.

"Lan Lan..." seeing LAN Xiao's happiness, Mo Wen couldn't help laughing. He rubbed Yu Lan's head and threatened without any threat, "how about being good? Otherwise, I won't give you a snowball."

"OK ~" Yu Lan answered skillfully, holding Mo Wen's arm so that he wouldn't rub her.

Mo Wen lowered his head and began to roll the snowball again. He didn't roll twice this time. His neck was cold again. He narrowed his eyes dangerously. Before opening his mouth to Yu Lan, he escaped from his arms like a rabbit. He landed with both hands and feet. He had to look back at him.

Don't want the snowball in his hand. Mo Wen got up and wanted to catch her. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, Yu Lan rushed back and spoiled him with his thigh, a clever and harmless look.

This should be the real sense of holding the thigh... Ink is helpless.

"You little villain." he leaned over and picked up Yu Lan. Mo Wen held her nose and sighed, "do you want to make a snowman?"

"Think ~" Yu Lan, who was pinched by her nose, was good again. She hugged Mo Wen's neck and bent her eyes like a crescent moon, "together."

"Well, together." kissed Yu Lan's face full of snowflakes. Mo Wen rarely put her aside and taught her to roll the snowball hand in hand.

Yu Lan is really good now. She leans against Mo Wen's arms, holds his hand and rolls the snowball, feeling the warmth from Mo Wen's palm. She just feels very comfortable.

He rolled a big snowball and a small snowball. Yu Lan picked up the small snowball regardless of the novelty of Mo Wen.

"Put this on the big snowball." flatten the upper end of the big snowball, and Mo Wen whispered with his arm around Yu Lan's waist, "then put his eyes and nose on it, and the great work will be done."

Yu Lan nodded and cautiously installed the snowman's head on her face. The expression seemed that she was not holding a snowball but a bomb.

Seeing that the snowman's body has been basically completed, Mo Wen thought and pulled off two black buttons on his clothes and handed them to Yu Lan.

"This can be used as an eye."

As soon as Yu Lan's eyes brightened, he took the button and carefully stuffed it into the small snowball.

Turning back and smiling happily at Mo Wen, she also reached out and pulled off a button on her cloak to make a snowman's nose.

Her buttons are dark brown, just different from those in ink.

"Snowman!" she clapped her hands with a sense of accomplishment and turned over in Mo Wen's arms.

"I didn't expect... I can make a snowman with you." he stared at the simple but round and lovely snowman. The ink whispered softly, and subconsciously hugged Yu Lan.

Yu Lan was very happy at the moment and was held by him. Facing Mo Wen, she gently rubbed his side face, then picked up the snow and tried to put it in his collar.

Bullying stuff... It's really fun.

"Blue blue." this time, Mo Wen quickly caught her hand about to "commit a crime", leaned close to her face and sent out a sullen smile from her throat. It sounded very gentle and gentle, "what are you going to do?"

"Ow?" Yu Lan's head was silly, as if he didn't understand what the ink was saying.

Seeing that blue pretended to be silly, Mo Wen couldn't help looking at the snow in her hand.

"The evidence is conclusive," he smiled.

With round eyes staring at the snow in her hand, Yu Lan threw it on the ground, turned back and continued to pretend to be stupid, but also wronged.

"Oh..."

I don't know why the snow ran into my hand

Finally, the wronged Yu Lan still didn't escape the punitive ravage of Mo Wen. He was pinched all over his body, and his face was almost kneaded into steamed stuffed buns by Mo Wen.

What a nuisance!

He shrank into a mass of grief and anger. Yu Lan was about to escape from the arms of ink. For a moment, he accidentally fell into the snow.

Mo Wen quickly picked her up and noticed that her mouth was full of snow.

She opened her mouth and tried to spit out some, but she still swallowed a lot of snow.

The next second, Yu Lan hugged his neck and began to cough. The hoarse and broken voice was heavier and heavier, like coughing out his internal organs.

"Blue, blue."

Hurriedly patted Yu Lan's back. Mo Wen got up and knelt down beside her. His deep eyes were full of nothing to do. There was no mystery and depth before. He could see through it at a simple glance.

She really can't eat anything except crystal nucleus

Yu Lan coughed for a long time and raised his head after coughing out all the snow he swallowed. Her eyes are a little red. It's obvious that she didn't feel good coughing just now.

The white pupil was covered with blood, which made her eyes look abnormal and terrible.

Yu Lan rubbed his eyes, but he saw a pair of painful black eyes in Mo Wen.

Reaching out and holding her in his arms, the heavy breathing sound of ink was irregular.