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"Hey, Little White …" Jing Bao'er said.

"Bao'er, what are you doing? Lan Lan and I are preparing to play games together, do you want to join us? "

Gu Yubai's words resounded in everyone's ears, and the smile in their eyes became wider.

It looks like because of King's Glory, Gu Yubai's relationship with Lan Lan was very close … …

Although Lan Lan was usually rather shy and introverted, she actually had her own ideas!

"Of course I don't want to join you guys. Um, Lil 'White, you two play!" I'm not talking to you anymore. I haven't eaten yet. "

Then, Jing Bao'er hung up the phone.

From Gu Yubai's phone call, Jing Bao'er received three messages — —

Firstly, Gu Yubai and Lan Lan's relationship was obviously close.

Secondly, Gu Yubai seemed to have the intention of playing games with him for a long time.

Third, if they continued to play like this, perhaps they would have a long time of love.

Glancing at Jing Bao'er who had hung up, Jing Rong asked indifferently: "Why is he calling again?"

"Ask me to play games together, say yes, he and Lan Lan are preparing to play games together, and asked me if I want to play together. Didn't I say no? " Jing Bao'er said.

"Well, don't play with him." Jing Rong said.

"Speaking of which, Fourth Uncle, I feel that Gu Yubai and Lan Lan are starting to get closer because of this game."

"..."

Jing Rong did not say a word, and only drove quietly. It was obvious that he was not interested in the topic she was talking about.

… ….

After eating, Jing Rong drove Jing Bao'er to Qiantan Villa.

As the car pulled into the yard, it was still snowing heavily.

Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness in the courtyard, Jing Bao'er immediately jumped off the carriage in excitement.

Stepping on the thick snow, Jing Bao'er was jumping with joy on the spot, "Fourth Uncle … Let's start building snowmen. "

In the world wrapped in silver, the girl's smile was like the sunlight of spring. It was extremely dazzling …

For a moment, Jing Rong was stunned.

After getting off the car, Jing Rong walked over to her side and patted the snowflakes off her body, then said: "I'm going in to get two sets of gloves, it's so cold, you want to make snowmen with your bare hands?"

"That's true..." Jing Bao'er laughed.

Jing Rong lovingly pinched her nose, then turned around and walked quickly towards the inner sect.

Roughly five minutes later, Jing Rong walked out with two sets of black leather gloves.

Bearing with the snow and wind, Jing Rong walked in front of her quickly and put on the gloves on her hands.

Men's gloves. She was wearing them a little too big, but it didn't affect her.

After helping her put it on, Jing Rong quickly put on another pair of black leather gloves.

"Alright, let's begin..." Jing Rong said.

After that, Jing Rong nimbly squatted down and carefully grabbed onto the snowball. After he grabbed onto a small snowball, he earnestly took it and rolled about in the snow, and very quickly, the snowball became a big snowball.

… ….

After around half an hour, Jing Rong and Jing Bao'er's snowy body were all piled up.

The snowman that Jing Bao'er had piled up was very ugly, very ugly, and a little grimacing in teeth.

Jing Rong's snowy body was on par with the snowman in the painting. It was very cute, very cute …

It was a bit comical for two snowmen to be together.

Looking at his pile of snowmen, Jing Rong couldn't help but laugh at his childishness.

This kind of child's play, he, a busy man, actually played along with Jing Bao'er with extreme joy.

Jing Bao'er, this little girl, was really his nemesis!

"Fourth Uncle, your snowy body is so beautiful, but my appearance is so ugly …" Jing Bao'er sighed.

"It's pretty ugly." Jing Rong said straightforwardly.

Jing Bao'er snickered, then took out her phone and took a picture at the two of them piled up in the middle of the snowy ground.

Following that, Jing Bao'er stood on her tiptoes and fiercely kissed Jing Rong on the cheek.

After the photo was taken, Jing Bao'er looked at the picture she took happily.

In the photo, she smiled sweetly and kissed the side of his face.

"This photo is really good …" Fourth Uncle, what do you think? " Jing Bao'er asked.

Jing Rong nodded, "Send it to me in a while."

"Yes sir!" Jing Bao'er laughed.

"Let's go inside. It's cold …"

After he finished speaking, he walked directly towards the inner sect …

Seeing that, Jing Bao'er immediately followed suit, "Fourth uncle, wait for me …"

… ….

After entering, Jing Bao'er changed into slippers and quickly walked into the living room that was as warm as spring.

The warmth that assaulted his face made Jing Bao'er feel extremely comfortable.

Walking to the front of the sofa, Jing Bao'er directly sat down, then crossed her legs and looked at the photo of herself and Jing Rong kissing.

This photo, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

Jing Rong did not follow him, but went straight into the kitchen.

After around ten minutes, Jing Rong walked out while carrying two cups of hot tea.

After placing the tea on the tea table, Jing Rong lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "Have a cup of hot tea, go and get cold."

"Mm, thank you, Fourth Uncle …" Fourth Uncle, do you know that in the whole world, you are the best to me! " Jing Bao'er was not stingy on her praises towards Jing Rong.

"Kind, hurry up and drink." Jing Rong said.

Hearing this, Jing Bao'er immediately picked up the teacup and carefully sipped. She did not feel that it was particularly hot, so she finished the tea in the cup in one gulp.

After drinking the cup of tea, Jing Bao'er felt her whole body becoming warm.

After sending the photo of him kissing to Jing Rong's phone, Jing Bao'er got up and naturally sat on Jing Rong's huge leg. Then, he wrapped his hands around's neck and said, "Fourth Uncle, you're so handsome … "I think that the more I look at my fourth uncle, the more handsome he becomes …"

"What are you plotting now? "What do you want me to do? Tell me …" Jing Rong asked.

Jing Rong knew that with a flatter from Jing Bao'er, nothing good would happen.

"What? I'm purely praising you for being handsome, you don't have any purpose, okay?" Jing Bao'er complained.

"Oh? "No purpose?"

"What purpose can I have? In your eyes, do I have that many intentions?"

"Um... "Quite a few." He was straightforward, one hand naturally on the soft part of her upper body, rubbing it over and over again through his jacket.

A feeling of numbness spread out from her soft spot. Once again, it made Jing Bao'er feel as if his heart had been struck by a deer.

Comfortable!

"Fourth Uncle, what are you doing? Are you hungry again?" Jing Bao'er said teasingly as she blinked her watery eyes.

"Yes, I'm hungry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his sharp lips blocked her lips.

In the instant that his lips and tongue intertwined, Jing Bao'er clearly felt that somewhere on his butt, he was tilting his head little by little …