Yan Tao pursed his lips and frowned unhappily.

Monk Qi.

She also wants to make a snowman.

"Buckle -"

Master Yan sneezed again, with a thick nasal voice, "who?"

"Me."

The short and light male voice is colder than ice and snow.

It's Qin Zong.

Yan Tao said angrily, "I'm asleep."

Qin Zong raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers. He was too lazy to play this game with her. He stretched out his hand to open the door and went in.

The tall and handsome man stepped in with a bowl of hot soup in his hand.

Master Yan turned around, picked up the quilt, wrapped himself up and turned his back to Qin Zong.

Don't go and see him.

Hum!

The boy on the bed is like an angry cat, with his blasted tail standing high.

Only a small furry head was left outside.

Qin Zong took a step, dragged a chair and sat down beside the bed. In a low voice, "come and have soup."

Yan Tao turned a deaf ear.

The man put down the medicine, stood up, leaned over, stretched out his long arm and directly held the quilt in his arms.

Like a big fluffy doll, he put her away and patted her on the boy's head.

Young master Yan stared with red eyes and wanted to roll out again wrapped in a quilt.

Qin Zong suddenly leaned over and pressed half of his body directly.

Across the quilt, it really pressed on the boy.

The man's cold and sharp eyebrows were stained with helplessness. His slender fingers stretched out and gently lifted the hair that covered the young man's eyes. His voice was low and gentle, seducing her, "drink medicine, huh?"

Yan Tao squints, sneers and tilts his head.

Don't give him any eyes.

Qin Zong pinched his temples with a headache, but he felt that the boy in front of him was extremely cute.

Even her angry appearance, sneering and tilting her head made him feel cute.

Qin Zong thought he might be crazy.

Unexpectedly, just looking at him like this, there was warmth in the bottom of my heart.

Yan Tao's face was expressionless: "you, get out of the way."

I don't want to see you.

Little seven floated silently and said, "the master also wants to make a snowman. “

Now I have typhoid and cold, but I can only watch others make snowmen.

Xiao Qi, you traitor!

Young master Yan glared fiercely, raised his hand and slapped the noisy system.

Inadvertently, she met the man's eyes and said coldly, "I didn't want to make any snowman. “

immature!

However, the boy's white jade like ears were stained with a thin layer of red.

Qin Zong smiled low.

As soon as he raised his hand, snowflakes fluttered and fell in the palm of his hand. In the twinkling of an eye, a fierce first snow condensed at his fingertips.

On the back of the big tiger sat a leisurely boy.

Pass it to Yantao, "this? “

Yan Tao: "hum!"

Qin Zong continued to change his style.

Despite the blink of an eye, Yan Tao squatted or sat or stood in front of him, standing more than a dozen exquisite and small snow sculptures.

She looked at the gadgets close at hand. Her slender fingers stretched out and poked them gently.

The starting temperature is cold, but people unexpectedly don't feel cold.

She sat up with a small ice sculpture in her hand.

Holding the quilt and squinting at Qin Zong, "what are you doing?"

One after another.

Qin Zong sighed, and his fingers fell gently on the young man's face. His tone was light and gentle, like a breeze in his ears.

"I'm trying to please you, Tao Tao."

The man's voice is like a soft snowflake falling on his heart.

Yan Tao's eyes fell on the man's handsome and abnormal face, and his heart was inexplicably stifled.