Be silly, the top actor has been secretly in love with me for 3000 years!

"Is there a way to only mention Xia Yinyin, but not me?"

Pei Yan thought for a long time before asking.

Xia Yinyin, shouldn't be hidden.

Huo Zhen's deep affection should be known by everyone.

Forget it, just obediently be a behind-the-scenes worker.

"Okay, Master, you wash up first, I'll contact Huo Xingyuan about the next matters. This battle still has to be played, we're not in a hurry."

Jiang Che planted a kiss on his forehead, and walked out of the room with an empty plate.

Pei Yan stretched, walked into the bathroom and began to take a shower.

After washing up, he wore a bathrobe, wiped his hair with a dry towel and walked towards the window.

Outside the window is white snow.

The surroundings are all white, and within a radius of a hundred miles, there is only this room and nothing else.

In the distance, Pei Yan could still see the cable car on the snow-capped mountain.

He has been sleeping for thousands of years, and has not seen snow for a long time.

In his memory, Huangji Peak where he lived was also snowing all year round.

Choosing such a place to be a small black house, the villains are considered intentional.

His thin lips raised lightly, and he suddenly wanted to go outside to play in the snow.

Just doing what he said, Pei Yan went to the cloakroom to change clothes, a white mink sweater, a pair of fleece black jeans, and ran downstairs excitedly.

In the living room on the first floor, Jiang Che was standing by the window and talking on the phone with Huo Xingyuan.

Hearing footsteps, he turned his head slowly.

"I'm going to play in the snow!"

Pei Yan opened his mouth with sparkling eyes.

Jiang Che nodded, said to Huo Xingyuan to wait a moment, walked to the shoe cabinet in person, took out the snow boots, knelt down and put them on for Pei Yan, then picked up the white down jacket from the coat rack and put it on for him , and then personally tie a scarf for him, put on gloves and furry earmuffs.

Pei Yan was already good-looking, and when he wore summer clothes, he looked very refreshing and full of energy.

Now that I change my winter clothes, my whole body is fluffy and very cute.

Lowering his head, he put a kiss on his lips, "Go, I will take Master to go skiing after I finish my work!"

ski? !

Pei Yan's eyes lit up again.

"Then hurry up, I'll wait for you!"

Then open the door and rush to the snow.

Picking up a handful of snow, he sprinkled it into the sky, and then began to roll in the snow.

Even if it's alone, it's a lot of fun.

Eyebrows softened, while Jiang Che was talking with Huo Xingyuan, his eyes were fixed on Pei Yan who was running in the snow outside the house.

After expressing Pei Yan's thoughts in a few sentences, he quickly hung up the phone.

Taking out the black down jacket and black snow boots of the same style as Pei Yan, he also walked out.

Hearing the movement behind him, Pei Yan rolled his eyes, squatted on the ground and began to rub snowballs.

"Master..."

Only then did Jiang Che speak.

Pei Yan suddenly turned around, and the snowball hit him on the forehead.

'boom-'

Jiang Che's face was full of snow.

"Hahaha……"

Pei Yan laughed out loud.

This scene overlapped with Jiang Che's when he was a child again.

When he was a child, he looked like an unsmiling little adult.

Every day is practice, practice and practice.

Bie Feng wished that his disciples, like Jiang Che, only focused on the Dao.

Only Pei Yan felt that his baby was too boring.

Not at all like a child.

One day, Jiang Che practiced his sword in the snow as usual.

After waiting for a long time, the master did not come to check my studies.

Then, he found Pei Yan squatting on the ground drawing circles in the snow.

Thinking that he was being reprimanded by the head uncle again, little Jiang Che walked towards him full of worry, "Master..."

Before he opened his mouth, Pei Yan suddenly turned around like this, and a snowball hit him.

The strength of an adult cultivator is not something a brat can bear.

The snowball hit Jiang Che's face, and the little guy fell back on his back, and he couldn't recover his breath for a long time.

Pei Yan, who was laughing loudly, realized later that he had played off...

"Che'er, are you okay, I didn't do it on purpose to be a teacher!"

He hastily ran over to help the villain up. The little guy Yurun's face was completely red from being hit by the snowball. His nose area was the most injured, and he was bleeding from the nose.

On the hair, eyebrows and eyelashes, there were snow scum, and the eyes were filled with wet mist. He blinked slightly, and looked at his unreliable master with a dazed expression.

That small appearance is both pitiful and embarrassing.

But it made Pei Yan feel bad.

After that... hitting the face with a snowball became one of the daily routines for both master and apprentice.

Jiang Che went from being dazed at the beginning to being unable to hide later, and every time he was hit, he was on the verge of collapsing.

After arriving, he dodged the snowball with a blank expression, and said ironically: "Master, you have played the game for decades, are you not tired of playing it?"

……

These memories did not become blurred with the passage of time, but became more and more profound.

Now, that little guy at the beginning has grown into a big tree in the sky.

A little snowball can no longer do anything to him.

His face would no longer be marked by snowballs, but the pampering and helplessness in his eyes remained the same as before.

"Master..."

Jiang Che's speechless voice sounded.

"Hehehe, Che'er, you can't do it. You can't even pass the small test of being a teacher. In the past 3000 years, you won't be lazy and didn't cultivate well, right?"

Pei Yan showed a bright smile, raised his hand to gently wipe the snow on his eyebrows and eyes, and joked.

Jiang Che's eyes were full of tenderness, and he nodded: "Well, I was lazy and didn't cultivate well, because I was too busy thinking about Master... So, how does Master want to punish me."

The handsome and impeccable face was dyed with a melting stream of light by the white snow. The white eyelashes, white eyebrows, and bright red thin lips formed a sharp contrast.

The eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose have never been so clear, so clear that it makes people sink.

"Well... this is how you are punished!"

Seduced by sex, Pei Yan couldn't hold back, and tiptoed to kiss his trembling eyelids.

"Master...don't flirt with me, don't you want your waist anymore?"

Jiang Che murmured hoarsely, his voice full of danger.

"Hey, let's make a snowman."

Coughing and blushing, Pei Yan quickly changed the subject.

Jiang Che pinched his butt hard as a warning, and led him towards the little pile of snowmen, and continued to complete his homework.

The snow-white earth is dyed with ambiguous and warm pink bubbles.

When the two of you are talking about each other.

The war in China has also entered a fever pitch.

Huo Xingyuan, who received Jiang Che's instructions, did not deal with Song Siyu's scandal immediately.

Instead, let it develop.

Song Siyu intended to contact him after the accident, intending to discuss countermeasures with him.

But his phone has been in a state of being unreachable.

She couldn't get through the phone, she understood, Huo Xingyuan blocked her!

The attitude of the other party is obvious, it is unwilling to help her deal with these matters.

"I really... really raised a good son!"

Song Siyu gritted his teeth as his chest swelled and hurt.

Even if there is no Huo family, she still has the Song family.

The current ruler of the Song family is her younger brother Song Tianyi.

The relationship between the siblings is not good, but Song Tianyi will not die without saving them.

After all, if something happened to her, the Song family would not be able to please her.

Soon, whitewashing news about the Song Siyu incident began to appear on the Internet.

Under the control of online writers, the poignant love between her and Cheng Lie who really loves each other but is not accepted by her family and can only part ways in the end appears in the eyes of everyone.