His Highness traded his IQ for top-notch beauty

Twitchy, the fat little dumpling almost blended with the snow.There is a string of small footprints left on the snow, which is very cute.

"That..." Gaya walked to the children and rubbed her little hands together, "Perhaps, do you need a tool man to help you make snowballs?"

Hearing the sound, the children stopped their movements and looked around following the sound.

"Where is the movement?"

"Here, here!" Tuanzi jumped up and waved his little hands to try to get their attention.

"What is this, why does it look like a glutinous rice cake?" The children squatted down curiously and looked at Gaya.

"I'm not Nuomi, I just became like this temporarily, don't look at me so small, I'm already an adult!" Tuanzi responded, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

"What is he talking about?" The young children didn't understand what the dumpling meant, but they only knew that the dumpling volunteered to make snowballs for them.

Free tool people, do not need to be white.

"Okay, after you gather the snowball, put it here, and we will get it ourselves. The bigger the snowball, the better. Do you understand?"

Gaya nodded as if smashing garlic, and immediately swung his little paws to dig a ball of snow from the snow. The cold snowball made his little hands red from the cold. He took a breath and continued to act as a perfect ball machine.

However, seeing the happy appearance of the children chasing each other, Gaya, who nestled in the corner and silently balled snowballs, unconsciously showed a hint of envy in his eyes.

If you propose to have a snowball fight with them, will they agree?

Gradually, there were more and more snowballs at Gaya's feet, almost piled up into a small slope, and his small body was instantly buried in the pile of snowballs.

Gaya Danko, whose sight was blocked, tried to look towards the children on tiptoe.

But because the body was too round, the slender feet couldn't support the weight at all. With a pounce, Gaya's entire ball plunged into the snow, and the snowball that was finally assembled instantly fell apart, turning into a pile of loose sand.

Gaya quickly got up, not caring about shaking the snow off her body, and hurriedly stretched out her little hands to gather the snow piles in front of her.

So sad, so many snowballs have been made for nothing.

Just as he was trying to restore the snowdrifts into small snowballs, several pairs of small cotton boots appeared in front of him.

Gaya froze for a moment, then slowly raised her head.

The group of children who were obviously only eight or nine years old now had a look of contempt and disdain that didn't match their age.

"You idiot, can't you even understand such a trivial thing?" A big guy in the lead said angrily, "What are you talking about helping us make snowballs? Pigs are better than you."

Gaya blinked, looked at the pile of loose snow at his feet, and tried to put on a smile:

"Unexpectedly, my snowball is super powerful, just wait a little longer, and it will be ready soon!"

Gaya quickly leaned into the snowdrift, knelt and picked up a ball of snow, and quickly rolled out a small snowball that didn't look very round with her little hands.

"Idiot, we don't want this kind of snowball! Get out of here!" The brat snatched the nearly polygonal snowball from Gaya's hand and raised his hand high——

"Crack!" Suddenly, Gaya felt a chill hit his face, accompanied by a sharp pain.

The scattered snow slid down his small white body and fell to the ground.

"Let's go, let's ignore this strange creature! Let's make ice sculptures!" A few brats lost interest in the dumplings, and instantly scattered like birds and beasts.

Gaya was still kneeling in the snowdrift, looking at the poor little snowball who had only lived for a few seconds, her little face was full of confusion.

Is the snowball of my group really so bad?Can't even look down on children?

In the eyes of children, there are only two kinds of people in the world:

friends and strangers.

Unfortunately, Gaya is the latter.

"Hey..." Looking at the cheerful smiling faces of the children, Tuanzi let out an inexplicable moan.

In the busy small square, he was the only one standing out dimly and abruptly.

But the strong desire to have a snowball fight still prompted his two little hands to row and pull in the snow unconsciously.

"Come on!"

Just as he sucked his nose sadly, something suddenly fell on his head.

He froze for a moment and looked up.

A small snowball the size of a walnut rolled down from his head.

Gaya looked at the little snowball in astonishment, and suddenly turned her head——

In the whiteness of the sky, a black figure stood silently in it, with long black hair curled up high like seaweed and gently fluttering with the breeze.

The man's face was as white as falling snow, and his obsidian eyes still showed no emotion.

He leaned down slowly, squeezed a ball of snow from the snow, shook his fingertips, and a round, small snowball the size of a walnut appeared in his hand.

The man raised his hand and waved his arm lightly. The little snowball drew a soft parabola in mid-air, and then landed on Gaya.

Gaya opened her eyes wide, and the smile on the corners of her lips opened up little by little.

He immediately rolled up an ugly snowball and held it high above his head. He held the little snowball in both hands and moved his tentacles-like feet across the thick snow.

"Bad bad! I'm not ready yet, now is the official start!"

In the slightly reddened eyes, there was an unconcealable sense of relief and joy.

Today, I can finally have a happy snowball fight~

Gaya threw the snowball at Ian's feet.

"Puff!" The little snowball hit his calf.

"Hey, I've hit you!" Xiaotuanzi grabbed Ian's calf and rubbed his fleshy face vigorously.

Ian just watched silently, without saying a word, looking at the busy appearance of this dumpling, maybe he didn't even know what kind of arc the corner of his mouth had raised.

****

Gaya emerged from the snowdrift, shaking the snow on his head vigorously.

The snowball fight has been going on for an hour. Even though Ian, with his long hands and feet, didn't move half a step during this hour, the dumpling is still very happy because he was busy.

It seems that this Darkness is not an unforgiving person, a villain who is willing to accompany a group to play snowball fights may have his own difficulties.

"Mr. Ian." Gaya was holding a bunch of snowballs, her face flushed, "Winter is about to pass, this may be the last snow of this year, let's build a little snowman, and we will spend the last of this year together One day."

After being reminded by Gaya, Ian realized that it was the last day of the year in the God Realm before he knew it. Because the time calculation methods in the God Realm and the human world are different, it is easy to be forgotten.

Before Ian came back to his senses, the action group Gaya had already started picking up the snow.

But it is not easy to pile up a snowman that is more than ten times his body size. Gaya is like a hardworking bee after being busy, but after a long time of stacking, he can only pile up a head, which is far from a complete snowman. One hundred and eight thousand miles.

However, Xiaotuanzi, who was severely exhausted, didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, and crawled on the ground hugging the snowdrift and twisted forward.

When he raised his hand to strengthen the snowdrift in his arms to the snowman, he felt a strong drowsiness.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Bah."

Snowdrifts fell to the ground.

The round body let out a steady breathing sound, and with the breathing movement, the body still fell up and down in the snowdrift.

He can fall asleep in such a cold weather, I really don't know whether to say that the child is big-hearted or pitiful.

Ian picked him up from the ground by the back of his neck like a kitten, and the unconscious lump was limp, allowing Ian to manipulate it in his hands.

He gently pulled on the face of the dumpling, watching the small face of the dumpling in his hand being stretched out of shape, looking simple and cute.

For no reason, and I don't know where the attraction of this dumpling came from, Ian unconsciously moved his face towards it, and his nose was instantly filled with the faint aroma of milk.

The tip of his nose touched Tuanzi's small nose lightly, and he could feel the slight heat from the other's breath, hitting his face rhythmically.

Suddenly, Ian straightened up, his expression turned cold as if he had suddenly woken up, he stuffed the dumpling into his coat pocket and went back to the castle.

But as soon as he walked to the gate of the castle, he saw a pure white dragon lying outside, flirting with his own black dragon. Behind the white dragon was a stand made of pure gold. complement each other.

This pedestal seems to be familiar. Looking at the dark city of Evil, there seems to be only one person who owns a white dragon.