Chapter 165

Qiao Mu moved in the heart, secretly sighed that a beautiful man in the snow, picked up the SLR that Xi Muqiao hung around her neck, and patted him.

Today, Xi Muqiao was wearing a light gray British coat with a jade crown on his face. He was especially in the snow.

It has to be said that this kind of Xi Muqiao, faded in the ordinary days of the light, quiet if it is very exciting.

Feeling his wife patting him, he turned his head slightly and grinned at her. Qiao Mu caught the scene and quickly photographed it, then grinned at him.

"Bring the bucket."

She agreed simply, "OK."

After a while, a charmingly naive snowman is ready. Qiao Mu turns around the snowman and gives Ximu a thumb to praise his dexterity.

"Uncle, you're really good. If I were, at most, two snowballs would be stacked on each other, pressing on the nose, mouth and eyes."

Xi Muqiao stood up and shook the snow on her body and swept the snow off her shoulder. He took off the deer skin gloves and stroked her cold face with warm hands.

He laughed at her, "Brown girl."

The man's palm is warm and comfortable. Qiao Mu rubs and rubs in his palm, and his beautiful eyes smile.

"Haha, I can't be rough any more. Anyway, the snowman made by you is so beautiful. I'll watch it from now on."

Xi Muqiao deeply looked at her small face, and her eyebrows and eyes were comfortable.

"Yes, I am."

When Qiao Mu took a few photos of the snowman, Xi Muqiao took her hand, "do you want to pile it up again?"

Qiao Mu shook his head and looked at the snowman and said, "no, one is enough. You can't be too greedy. You should learn to be content."

Xi Muqiao chuckled, but he was really a little girl who didn't want to ask for anything. He suddenly thought of Xi Muyan. Every time she made a snowman, she wanted to fill the whole courtyard.

Rao was afraid that she would be frozen and wrapped into a bear for her. Qiao Mu's small nose was still red with cold. He lifted things with one hand and led her back with the other.

Qiao Mu shook his arm and looked at the ice and snow, "uncle, play for a while, I don't know when to wait."

She looked at him with big eyes and dry eyes. Her frown and mouth almost melted simuccio.

Today's wife is always coquettish, but he just eats it. It's really pinching him to death.

In the past, she would rather not bend and fight against him everywhere. She wanted to tear him 800 times a day. It was more difficult to see her coquettish than to ascend to heaven.

Does this mean that he already has a place in his wife's heart?

"Well, play for another half an hour. If you cheat on me again, stay in the snow and don't go in."

Qiao Mu promised crispy life, nodding, such as pounding garlic, almost holding up his finger to swear to the sky.

Xi Muqiao put things down and led her hand to the back garden of the villa. The back garden of the villa is a large area of fruit trees and grassland. If you go back, you will find the back mountain of Linlang Bay.

The snow is getting smaller and smaller. The snow blown by the cold wind is spinning in the air. The snow under the ground has not passed my feet, leaving a small hole when I step on it.

Fortunately, both of them were wearing snow boots, but they were not afraid of snow entering the shoes.

Qiaomu turned back, there were only two rows of footprints in the smooth snow. They were tortuous and beautiful, just like some pictures on the Internet.

She was so silly that she stopped and started shooting the SLR.

After shooting, he consciously put his small hand into the man's big hand, led by him to continue to move forward.

She asked, "uncle, it's eight o'clock when I get up. Why doesn't anyone clean the snow in the courtyard? That's not normal, even a footprint."

Xi Muqiao crooked his lips and said half truely, "maybe they all overslept like my wife. My wife has me to wake up, but they don't."

Qiao Mu did not doubt what he said. "Yes, this kind of snowy weather is suitable for lying in bed watching TV, playing games and eating."

Xi Muqiao laughed but said nothing.

He would not tell his wife that when he saw the weather forecast last night and learned that there was heavy snow in the evening, he had already informed all the people in Linlang Bay. Without his notice, he was not allowed to go out and leave no footprints.

When they walked and chatted, they were also full of interest. When they saw a layer of snow on each other's body and head, they all laughed.

Xi Muqiao estimated that the distance from the villa is not close, not allowed her to go forward, Qiao Muyang hanging in the neck of the camera.

"Take more pictures and go back."

Timothy nodded in silence.

He has a long body and his eyes are all moving with his wife. He never leaves. When his wife's lens is aimed at him, he will also cooperate with a smile.

That little red hat is particularly eye-catching in the snow and ice. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a few pictures of his wife.

His eyes contain a continuous smile, looking at the bloated wife wrapped by him, smile in the floating snowflakes a little bit of bloom.He and his wife, as they are now, will hold hands until their heads are white.

On the way back, Qiao Mu murmured and complained.

"Uncle, you've made me wear too much. The clothes alone add up to 10 jin. It's too much pressure. Can I take off one of them?"

Xi Muqiao immediately refused, "no, it will catch a cold."

Qiao Mu pouted, "I'm not so vulnerable!"

With that, she stopped. She only drank a glass of milk before she came out in the morning and played for more than an hour. She walked such a long way.

The key is that the clothes are too heavy!

Xi Muqiao also stopped to look at her, all over the package is solid, only that slap big small face exposed outside.

He shook the snow on his body, "do you want to carry it?"

Qiao Mu Shan smile two, twist and pinch, "this is not good."

She thought carefully, simuccio saw through it at a glance.

He picked a eyebrow, looked down at her, "carry or go by yourself, three seconds time choice."

"Back, back, back!"

Chin on his neck socket, small hand to help him cover his ears, she looked at the ice and snow, while a large cloud of white fog rising, in an instant disappeared.

"Uncle, you are so kind to me. I have nothing to repay in my life."

During the talk, her breath beat in his neck, itching badly, he slanted his head.

He had a smile on his face, but his tone was light, "you are better than others in Chuang, which is the best reward for me."

Qiao Mu rolled his eyes and thought that big warm man had become a big abnormal again.

"Uncle, can we not destroy the atmosphere like this? Don't you think it's inappropriate to say such a thing in such a good scene?"

He replied, of course, "No

She patted him on the shoulder. "Uncle, let's go back and take medicine to save your three outlooks."