Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The power struggle in Shengjing City did not reach the heavily guarded [Yingshui Biezhuang], a heavy snow fell at night, and the world changed after waking up.

If yesterday Biezhuang was a snow-white and innocent little girl, then today, under the thick and soft frost and snow decoration, it has become a mature and mature girl who is afraid of the cold and dazzling.

Xu Shi spent a lot of time in [Drunken Immortal Pond] yesterday. He slept well at night and slept until dawn.

Opening his eyes, he put on his fur clothes and stood leaning against the window, looking at the beautiful snow scene outside, his brows and eyes curved into gentle arcs when he smiled.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Liuqin and Liuse surrounded her and chatted with each other.

The snowflakes outside the window are far less warm than last night, Qinghe's heart is quiet and serene, and his brows move slightly, looking at the little general in the snow in a black brocade robe and a crimson cloak walking towards here .

The little general has a bright face and is full of vigor. He wears a jade hairpin black robe and a slender waist, giving people a pleasing aesthetic feeling no matter how you look at it.

The snow was two inches deep, and Chi Heng, who was distracted, staggered and almost fell to the ground. The butler beside him hurried to help him in shock.

She curled her lips, refused the butler's support, and continued to trek in the snow with the sleepy white tiger cub in her arms.

"Have you cleaned up the snow in my sister's yard?"

"Go back to the third son, the place that was cleaned up first."

Hearing this, Chi Heng smiled slightly: "Not bad."

The Biezhuang is very big, and the little general was walking fast. In less than a quarter of an hour, someone was already standing outside the door: "Sister Qinghe, get up and make a snowman!"

She stood in the courtyard and shouted, the door opened in response, the girl was tightly wrapped, and the fluffy fur coat covered her delicate body, she looked warm, warm and funny.

After laughing, Chi Heng felt a little distressed, Baba stepped forward, and enthusiastically stuffed the white tiger cub with Fang's sleepy eyes into Qinghe's arms: "I'll hug you, this little thing is warmer than a hand stove."

As the king of the mountain, the tiger cub lost all power, and in just a few days he already knew who could be offended and who could not be provoked.

Judging by its tiger eyes, the sickly girl holding it is the most unprovoked existence. I still remember how the punch that shook the head was obtained in this way.

[Big Cat Feixue] Admitting to nest in someone's arms as a heater.

Chi Heng hugged her all the way, and the white tiger cub's hair was soaked with her breath and body temperature. After hugging Qinghe for a while, it felt heavy.

"Are you tired?" Chi Heng looked dissatisfiedly at the tiger cub that was huddled together, but fortunately she finally remembered that it was a tiger, even if she had called it a 'big cat', it was not a real cat after all.

"Feixue, come down."

The tiger cub nimbly jumped out of the girl's embrace, and its tiger paws stepped on the snow and circled around the little master.

"Fortunately, I'm still prepared." Chi Heng immediately took out a pair of soft fur gloves from his arms, his eyes sparkling: "Wanwan, let me put them on for you."

The girl's ten fingers were slender, and when she pinched them, Little General Chi's breath was stagnant, and he tried to use as little force as possible so as not to pinch the green fingers.

Her cautious posture is very funny, Qing He pursed her lips, she had to hold back a smile if she wanted to, until the end, her eyes flickered: "A Chi, am I the frost on the leaves, or the handful of snow in your palm?"

There is frost on the leaves, and I can't bear to brush it lightly with my fingertips.

The new snow in the palm is clear and cold, and I want to hold it tight, lest it melt.

Understanding her joke, Chi Heng stroked her slender wrist unconsciously: "Where is Sister Shuangxue?"

Frost Snow's lifespan is too short, and it passes away in the blink of an eye.

She bent her lips and smiled brightly: "My sister is clearly the key and lock of my heart, so there is nothing wrong with being careful."

A teasing joke was exchanged for a hot laugh, Qing He's eyes were soft, and for a brief moment, the pool of affection in her eyes didn't dare to look too much, and she lowered her head almost in embarrassment.

The thick soft fur gloves and the whole hand protector reached three inches above the wrist, and after she tied the red string, she immediately laughed, holding Qinghe's hands, her eyes filled with smiles: "Sister, look quickly, does it look like a white bear's paw?" ?”

"..."

Qinghe was speechless for a while, lowered her eyes and raised her lips: "It really does look like it."

Chi Heng held those 'bear paws', shook them gently, and said softly, "Come with me to build a snowman?"

The well-informed Miss Shen didn't resist the temptation of the little general's beauty, and her heart hit like a deer, which made her hoarse: "Yes."

I don't know when A Chi learned to act like a baby with her, she felt happy and had a headache.

As far as I can remember, this is not the first time Chi Heng invited her to make a snowman.

Time goes back to childhood, little general Chi often leaned on the wall and called her excitedly, but was rejected every time he graciously invited her.

Qinghe is afraid of the cold, likes the whiteness of snow, likes the majestic wind and snow in winter, doesn't like the freezing cold until the teeth chatter, and the soul will be frozen and desolate.

When it comes to winter, not only small animals have to spend the winter, but also the girl from the Shen family [Xiuchunyuan] next door also has to 'winter'.

During Chi Heng's most naughty years, he was so angry that he was repeatedly rejected, so he sneaked to the [Xiuchunyuan] to make a crying, fat and ugly 'big snow rabbit' for her green plum.

I never thought that the original intention was to vent unbearable resentment, but in the end I still got a sincere thank you from Miss Shen.

In winter, the snow is like fluff, separated by two closed windows, inside the window is a girl full of envy and candid words, and outside the window is Little General Chi in cotton clothes, moccasin boots and snow-stained hair.

The young Chi Heng was nailed to the spot with a thank you, and he deeply felt that the people inside were nothing more than a poor little girl living in a golden cage with no freedom and no freedom. When she thought about what she had done, she felt ashamed afterward. man's shame.

Her face was flushed, and her feet were on fire, destroying the crying, fat and ugly big snow rabbit that was used to make fun of people.

In just a quarter of an hour, a brand-new, beautiful and high-spirited 'Little General Rabbit' was quickly piled up in [Xiuchunyuan].

"this is me."

She was only seven years old at the time, and her small face couldn't hide her emotions, including guilt, flattery, awkwardness and apology.

The toe of her boot kicked the crushed snow beside her feet, she turned her head and picked up a dead branch to write a line on the ground.

After finishing writing, he threw away the skinny plum branch, used his strength to climb up the high wall, and ran away without a trace.

[This is me, I will accompany you, this winter, don't be too bored. 】

In the winter of that year, Shen Qinghe really didn't feel bored.

After 'Little General Rabbit', Chi Heng came to 【Xiuchun Yard】to entertain her every day, sometimes practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and sometimes chatting with her through the flower window, talking about some interesting things that happened in the world.

At that time, the Chi and Chen families had a good relationship, and the frequent visits of the juniors were nothing.

Every time Chi Heng climbed over the wall and left, if there was snow that day, there would be a majestic 'Little General Rabbit' with ears in the center of the yard before leaving.

Ask yourself, Shen Qinghe has never seen someone like her who knows how to love others since she was a child.

At the age when she needed to be loved the most, Chi Heng filled a large emptiness in her heart without complaint or regret, and it took many years to fill it, so it is reasonable to fall into it.

"Do you want to make a 'Little General Rabbit'?" Qing He tilted his head and smiled at her.

"How can a 'Little General Rabbit'?" Chi Heng rubbed his fists, "There is also a 'Little Cat Girl'!"

"Cat girl?"

Chi Heng snorted, and was embarrassed to say that the way Wanwan looked at her made her feel itchy, really like a cat, scratching and scratching with her little paws, it didn't hurt anyone, but it had an itch that made it hard to fall asleep.

Eight or nine-year-old girl Shen suffers from a cold and lingers on her sickbed, unable to appreciate the charm of Dongxuetian.

The 16-year-old Shen girl has someone to help her avoid half of the cold poison. In addition, she has been in good health for many years, and she will not hurt her muscles and bones occasionally when she builds a snowman outside.

"Do you want it?" Chi Heng blinked at her.

None of them have forgotten every bit of their childhood, and as the years passed, Shen Qing and his rare colleagues compromised: "Yes."

Little cat girl, then little cat girl.

Being happy is the most important thing.

Chi Heng took her hand to an undisturbed open space.

The snow was white and clean, cloudy, windy and cold, and the two were enthusiastically playing games that only children are passionate about.

When squatting down, Qinghe's eyes were reddish, preventing Chi Heng from noticing her strangeness.

very nice.

Her throat was slightly choked.

The childishness that she dreamed of many years ago has been replenished by someone.

She blinked her eyelashes lightly, and her face burst into a smile.

When Chi Heng held Xue's icy cold fingers and lifted her chin, what he saw was this heart-pounding smile, and she lost her soul all of a sudden, and it was her that was reflected in Qinghe's eyes without making a sound.

After a long while, the coldness of fingertips penetrated into the skin, Shen Qinghe trembled uncontrollably, awakening the absent-minded little general.

Chi Heng quickly withdrew Xiaoliang's hand, stared blankly at the unformed "little cat girl", looked back blankly at the "little cat girl" who was a size bigger, and asked in a low voice, "Why does she smile so beautifully?"

Qinghe's heartbeat was disturbed, and the clumsy and thick "white bear paw" grabbed a handful of snow and smashed it on the little general's shoulder. Also get beaten.

"Build your snowman!" Miss Shen half smiled.

Rubbing the smashed shoulder, Chi Heng looked innocent: "Wanwan hit me..."

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken, and Qinghe piled up the "Little General Rabbit" seriously, deliberately ignoring her.

It was the first time she got started, and she was as serious as a snowman with the energy of studying military books. She was dexterous, and the "Little General Rabbit" was tall and straight, like an invincible guard born in the wind and snow.

Chi Heng's heart surged when he saw it, thinking that she and Wanwan were already in such a close relationship that they could take a bath in the same pool, so he drew three beards on the face of the 'little cat girl' with his show hands.

A beard is added, and a snowman is piled up.

She said, "Wanwan?"

Qinghe responded, and reluctantly looked away from the finished "Little General Rabbit". Chi Heng leaned over and kissed the snowman's cheek narrowly, more like a bite than a kiss.

"..."

Shen Qinghe looked at the snowman piled up according to her demeanor, his nice little face was bitten off, his expression was complicated, he didn't know whether to feel sorry for the pretty 'little cat girl' or the little general who took a bite of snow for no reason.

"Spit it out."

She reached out to pick it up.

Chi Heng didn't want to spit in her palm, so he tilted his head and spit the broken snow aside, saying plausibly: "This is the 'seal.' Wanwan, are you coming too?"

She was full of interest, Qinghe looked around her small face, slowly looked at the "Little General Rabbit" standing like a hero in the wind and snow, pursed her red lips, restrained her heartbeat and kissed at the same position as "Little Cat Girl" .

Perfect lip prints on the snowy cheeks.

Qinghe secretly rejoiced that she had put on lip balm when she got up in the morning, otherwise she would have to take a bite like A Chi, just thinking about it...

"It's so beautiful." Chi Heng stared at the pink lip print, envious of this heartless iceman.

"Is it cold?" she asked.

"Fortunately."

Chi Heng looked at her carefully, and raised his voice, "Where's the painter?"

The butler led the elderly painter to stand by a few steps away, untied the red rope on one of his hands, and the soft fur gloves were put away by Liuqin, General Chi smiled sincerely: "Sister, I hold your hand. "

Qinghe nodded.

One stood behind the 'Little General Rabbit' and the other stood behind the 'Little Cat Girl'. The white tiger cub stood side by side with the two snowmen.

The painter looked at one or two carefully, pondered and wrote.

On a snowy day, the 'snow cat' whose cheek was bitten off, the 'snow rabbit' who left a girl's lip print, together with the white-haired, obedient and cowardly tiger cubs, accompanied by fine and small snowflakes, filled the pale picture scroll.

On the picture scroll, Chi Heng's figure is upright, as sharp as a sword, pointing the door's vigor into those pair of star eyes, this is Little General Chi in the eyes of outsiders.

And what about A Chi in Qinghe's eyes?

It was the wind in the sleeves that kept her safe in the wind and snow.

Under the cover of their sleeves, the two of them slowly clasped their fingers together, Shen Qinghe lifted his eyelids slightly, his beautiful eyes were tender, and a pool of spring rolled up.

The beautiful hue and charm of the two took the old painter a lot of thought and pen and ink.

The evening picture scroll appeared in front of Qinghe, looking at the dignified and serious little general on the painting, she burst into a smile, and stretched out her hand to pinch someone's soft little face: "Why are you so cold and serious, standing with me and wronging you?"

Chi Heng hissed: "Where is the grievance?"

She giggled, full of ambition: "Since ancient times, a hero deserves a beauty, and Wanwan has been an excellent beauty. Naturally, I want to be a hero."

The hero is unsmiling, and this is the last scene in the painting.

In the end, Shen Qinghe Xiao fell into her arms.

A Chi didn't need to do anything, just standing by her side, he was already a unparalleled hero in her heart.

A hero and a beauty.

Heroes inspire courage, while beauties touch hearts.

Speaking of General Chi, Qinghe would like to use all the beautiful words to describe her raised eyebrows and low smile.

[Yingshui Biezhuang] After spending half a month playing around, until the news of "going back home safe and sound" came from Beijing, on the last day of her stay in Zhuangzi, she didn't let go of her mouth and went to the [Drunken Immortal Pond] with others. While Heng was disappointed, he didn't cling to others.

"Sister, are you having a good time here?"

On the return trip, when it was snowing heavily, Chi Heng took advantage of his young age to ride in the same carriage with his fiancee-to-be.

The carriage is spacious and the road is safe. The delicate beauty raised her eyelids when she heard the words, and at a glance, the little general couldn't sit still anymore. He moved his body to her side, lending out his not-so-broad shoulders.

Qing He An Xin leaned on her shoulder, her brows and eyes were lightly closed, and she showed her satisfaction with her actions.

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