Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

What's more, once her body is broken, most of her spiritual power will be consumed, and it may be difficult to maintain her human form...

Alas, when the promise is fulfilled, she will live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and only ask about worldly affairs...

Not wanting Jia Ruo to worry too much, she even snored a few times on purpose to get her breathing evenly...

Sitting on the corner of the bed like this for a long time, she slowly stood up >

Opened the door and walked out. [

The moonlight outside is like water, shining on the white snow, covered in white, desolate and charming.

At this time, the moon was already westward, and it was midnight.

In the silence, occasionally a dog barks, adding a touch of desolation to this cold night.

Hua Xiyue walked out slowly.

Before he knew it, he walked to Aiyun Mountain again.

Came to a hillside.

During the day they had roasted snow chicken here, hugged...

All the memories were warm and sweet, and Hua Xiyue showed a smile on her face.

Although the traces of their stay here during the day have been re-covered by the wind and snow, but in a trance, Hua Xiyue seems to see the warm scene during the day reappearing.

She looked at the snow and ice all over the ground, and suddenly had an idea, she wanted to leave a testimony here, even for a day!

She got busy and started to make a snowman...

When other people make snowmen, they are all round and fat, like a Maitreya Buddha>

But she was so thin and tall, as if she would fall if the wind blows.

Her little face was flushed from the cold, and her little hands were as red and swollen as ten baby carrots.

The snowman slowly took shape under her hands>

From a distance, it looks like a man sitting there with a woman next to him...

She doesn't look like a snowman, but rather an ice sculpture>

Take out the Emei thorn and gently carve the eyebrows>

She engraved so seriously, so devotedly, that she didn't even notice that there was another person not far behind her... [

Ye Sang stood not far away, looking at the woman who kept busy >

Her little face was frozen like an apple, and there was a dreamy smile at the corner of her mouth>

Muttering in the small mouth, I don't know what to say, like a lover's whisper.