Chapter 358

Qi Qingxing looked at her for a while, and saw that her neck was shrunk by the wind, and heartache took the upper hand. He folded her cloak and deliberately said with a straight face: "it's good to know that you are wrong. Don't be so rash in the future."

"Mm-hmm." Jiang Wanbai nodded obediently, "let's go, and then I'll be blown into a popsicle."

Qi Qingxing didn't understand what the popsicle was. He only thought it was a frozen stick and didn't ask much. He pulled her to the yard. He wanted to hold her, but the snow covered ground was wet and slippery. Even if he could walk steadily now, he was afraid of slipping with Jiang Wanbai.

So he took her with him.

Fortunately, as Qingzhu said, it was not far from their yard. As soon as they entered the courtyard, red beans came up. Qi Qingxing ordered, "go and get a lady Tang."

Jiang Wanbai nods fiercely beside him.

For her, Mrs. Tang is simply a magic weapon for her life. If she doesn't hold her, she feels empty in her arms, and the whole person is even colder.

Red bean takes a look at the dirty old lady Tang carried by green bamboo. She guesses what's going on. She turns around to get a new one. At this moment, Jiang Wanbai has entered the room. The room is warm. She is relieved and feels alive again.

But when red beans came in with Mrs. Tang, Jiang Wanbai still reached for it and held it in his arms, "ah It's better to have Mrs. Tang. "

Qi Qingxing was helpless. When red beans came in with hot water, he turned around and left. The cold wind came in and was blocked outside. Jiang Wanbai warmed his hands and feet and tucked into the quilt for a comfortable sleep.

That night, Jiang Wanbai had a dream. In the dream, there was a vast expanse of white. After a glance, there was a little different color in the distance ahead. Jiang Wanbai stopped, didn't want to move, and simply stood still.

Although there is a vast expanse of white here, there is no cold, and the wind is not cold. Jiang Wanbai vaguely knows that he is dreaming.

After a while, the wind was blowing a little impatient, like the person who made the dream for her also began to be anxious.

Jiang Wanbai snorted and sat cross legged on the ground, so closed his eyes.

The wind is more and more rampant, vaguely blowing Jiang Wanbai some facial pain, her eyebrows showed a bit of cold, light oh a: "break a tail still don't know convergence, is to let me pull your tail off?"

With a sudden rising of the final sound, an air wave rises from around Jiang Wanbai's body. The air wave rises higher and higher. For a time, Jiang Wanbai is wrapped in the white air wave. The wind is not near, and the dream is suddenly broken at a certain moment. Jiang Wanbai faintly hears a sharp voice, which is like the cry of the fox nationality. He is very angry.

In the room, Jiang Wanbai shrinks in the quilt and turns over. Her eyebrows are flat, and she goes to sleep again.

The next morning, Jiang Wanbai didn't want to move in the quilt, and Hongdou couldn't persuade him. Qi Qingxing knocked on the door. He guessed that someone was staying in bed from the helpless voice of Hongdou, and said with a smile: "evening, a Kuan has asked several times this morning when to start. Do you still have to rely on it?"

"Up! Here we go Jiang Wanbai raised his voice, full of resentment.

It would be nice if people also needed to hibernate. As soon as the winter came, everyone would sleep in the quilt. They would sleep until the spring flowers bloom. They didn't have to go out and get up. Jiang Wanbai struggled to get out of bed. He was pulled by red beans and put on his clothes. He wiped his face and hands with hot water and held Mrs. Tang in his arms. He felt that he had the courage to face the cold wind outside.