After wearing a book, the villain pretends to be poor [Entertainment]

There is generally no technical content in making snowmen, but since it is a competition, of course you can't just deal with two big balls.

When Qu and Qing were thinking about whether to go to the kitchen to get some kitchen utensils to use as props, Yu Cong took out a full set of snowman equipment.Shovels, trolleys, spherical molds...all kinds of everything, even more complete than kindergarten children's sand play tools.

"Brother Yu, why do you have everything?" Qu Heqing asked in surprise.

Yu Cong smiled: "I knew you were going to play, so I prepared some in advance."

Qu Heqing was puzzled: "What if I didn't agree just now?" Aren't these props just wasted?

"No." Yu Cong showed a meaningful smile: "You will agree."

Qu Heqing: "..."

I don't know why, but it's cool behind me.

With props, making a snowman is naturally much easier. Qu Heqing looked around, and his eyes fell on the little golden retriever who was playing with the snow.

It's decided, he wants to make a father for Dudu, a big golden retriever!At that time, he will also wear a tie for this big golden retriever, it doesn't need to be very beautiful, just the same style as Brother Yu will do.

Since it was a competition, Yu Cong was naturally not idle. He built up the snow blocks, picked up the props, and began to carve carefully one by one.

The little golden retriever finally had enough of playing with the snow, and remembered his two masters. He flicked his tail and ran over to have a snowball fight with his masters, but found that the two were kneading and beating each other on a pile of snow cubes, looking more serious than eating.

Huh?Does dad like playing in the snow so much?The little golden retriever flicked its tail and decided to go up and help them.

I saw a light-colored golden retriever slamming into the snowdrift in front of the two of them like a small cannon/bullet. In an instant, the snow splashed, whether it was the big golden retriever in front of Qu Heqing or Yu Cong in front of him. All the sculptures have been changed beyond recognition.

"..." The two men looked at each other, and shouted angrily at the same time in the next second, "Dudu——"

It's a pity that the little golden retriever was not only not afraid, but also thought that the two were praising him for a good job, and immediately planed with all four claws, smashing the remaining snowdrifts that hadn't been poured out.

Qu Heqing looked at the dark-faced man beside him: "Brother Yu, why don't you care about Dudu? It's crazy."

Yu Cong turned his head to look at the sky, never admitting that he taught that stupid dog.

Qu Heqing deliberately reminded: "I heard that pets are most like their owners."

Yu Cong: "It's not just my father, you are also responsible."

Qu Heqing's mouth twitched: "...what does this have to do with me?"

Yu Cong: "Those scumbags who abandoned their wives and children also said the same thing."

Qu Heqing: "..."

Enough is enough, if we continue talking, he will have a shadow on the word "scumbag".

"Dudu, stop making trouble!" Qu Heqing said to Yu Cong while speaking, "Brother Yu, stop it quickly, or we won't be able to build a snowman today."

He played with the little golden retriever for a while just now, but he didn't notice when the scarf fell apart. There was a little pink on the tip of his nose, and his smile could melt the ice.

Yu Cong's eyes moved down from the pink, and stayed on the light-colored lips. He remembered that some fans on Weibo once commented that Qu Heqing's lip shape could be ranked among the top five male stars. The other four were not interested, but wanted to taste the lips of the man in front of them to see what it tasted like.

Being stared at so straightly, Qu and Qing couldn't help taking two steps back.

"Yu, Brother Yu?" He raised his hand and shook it in front of Yu Cong, "What's wrong with you, is there something on my face?"

"Yeah." Yu Cong nodded.

"Really?" Qu Heqing touched his face in surprise, "I didn't touch it?"

Yu Cong stretched out his hand, and brushed lightly on Qu Heqing's face.

Qu Heqing asked curiously, "What is it?"

Yu Cong: "It's beauty."

Qu Heqing: "...you are so stupid, and, if you praise me, you should praise me for being handsome."

Yu Cong: "Well, change it next time."

Qu Heqing: "..."

No, he doesn't want a next time.

After patting Dudu's little butt a few times, the little golden retriever finally became honest, and the two of them could finally start again.

After such an interruption, it wasn't until after three o'clock in the afternoon that the two sides built their snowmen.

Seeing the things on the snowman in front of Yu Cong, Qu Heqing was speechless for a while. Brother Yu actually made a little prince, and he even prepared a crown and a cloak!

The crown doesn't look like a five yuan product on the street. It has a very good texture and can be powered on to emit light.Not to mention the cloak, it is not cheap at all, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a high-end custom COS suit.

This is too proficient, doesn't he, Brother Yu, still have a hobby of role-playing?

Looking at Yu Cong's stern and handsome face, Qu Heqing couldn't imagine Yu Cong playing role-playing.

On the other hand, Yu Cong took a look at the snowman in front of him. Although his aesthetics passed the test, the snowman was really not easy to carve.

He turned his head to look at Qu and Qing: "What do you think?"

Qu Heqing looked at the snowman and thought it was quite cute. He guessed: "The crown is very beautiful, and the cape is also very creative. Did you carve the little prince?"

"Strictly speaking, it's not." Yu Cong said lightly, "I carved you."

Qu Heqing: "??"

Wait, brother Yu doesn't want to role-play, but wants him to role-play?

Seeing the big dog made of snow in front of Qu Heqing, Yu Cong asked curiously, "Did you carve Dudu?

Qu Heqing turned his head and said indifferently: "What a coincidence."

"Ok?"

"I carved you too."

Yu Cong: "..."

"I see, it's not Dudu, you carved a fox, right?" Yu Cong decided to struggle, "The fox and the little prince are a couple, I can accept it."

Qu Heqing: "..."

Since it was a competition, of course the scores were high and low. Qu and Qing sat on the sofa with hot tea and lazily posted the photos they had taken on Weibo, asking netizens to vote to see whose work was more popular.

Seeing a dog wearing a tie and a little prince wearing a crown and a cape in the photo, netizens have their brains wide open.

[I know, this little prince must be made by Qingqing, it's so beautiful, I also think Qingqing has the temperament of a little prince! ]

[Why do I feel that Qingqing is the one who made this big dog?I don't know why, but I always feel that this dog is like a sand sculpture. ]

[Am I the only one who envies the little prince's crown and cape?It looks so expensive. ]

[Quietly, Mimi said, the tie on that dog is brand X, limited worldwide, few people in Zijin City own it. ]

[...I'm sour, Qingqing, is your house still short of a snowman?I have a snowman level [-] and [-] certificate! ! ]

[hhh I'm more curious about who is competing with Qingqing, is it sister Xin? ]

[Sister Xin is filming a MV abroad, she should be a manager. ]

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[I just crawled over from Mr. Yu's Weibo, and I'm really good at making snowmen together!I knew the "sum" CP was true! ! ! ]

[Shh, don't you guys know Mr. Yu hates other people and Qingqing group CP the most?He is No.1 in the Duwei circle! ]

[What's the matter, Mr. Yu is not someone else, may I ask which fan doesn't want to have a CP with the idol group? ]

[I don't believe it, Mr. Yu shouldn't be such a double-standard person. ]

[How can the group CP thing be said to be a double standard?This is called following the trend and responding to the will of the people. ]

Seeing this comment, Yu Cong raised his lips and gave a thumbs up.

Double standard?

Heh, when did he double-standard?He has always had only one standard.

It is best to eat hot pot when it is cold. All kinds of ingredients are boiled in the fragrant and spicy soup for a while and then taken out. They are served with various seasonings that you like. The soul of the person is hooked out, even if the forehead is sweating and the cheeks are flushed, you still can't stop chopsticks.

Lying on the sofa, Qu and Qing hummed while rubbing their stomachs.

"Winter really makes people degenerate..." He clearly agreed to exercise when he was not filming, but now that winter is halfway through, he didn't even see the shadow of his abdominal muscles.

Seeing him sigh, Yu Cong put his hands on Qu Heqing's stomach, imitating his movements, rubbing them in circles one after another.

The temperature of the palm is a bit hot, but it is a comfortable temperature for massage, Qu Heqing couldn't help squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

It was so comfortable, much more comfortable than rubbing it by himself.

Before their eyes were about to close completely, Qu and Qing suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, Brother Yu, are you still going back?"

The smile on Yu Cong's face grew stronger, and he said, "Have you forgotten? The heating in the house is broken."

"But……"

"Hey, you're sleepy."