The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 285 Chapter 285

Lu Ziheng picked up the quilt and followed behind Shen Qinghuan. The footprints of the two people were imprinted in the snow one deep and one shallow, creating a very beautiful artistic conception.

Although they have been confirmed together, they don't seem to have a photo together.

It's a pity that the captain put away the phone, otherwise Shen Qinghuan would definitely have taken a group photo with such a beautiful scenery.

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Shen Qinghuan thought that she had such auditory hallucinations because she wanted the phone too much.

But when Lu Ziheng raised his phone to take pictures of Shen Qinghuan again, the little girl looked at him in astonishment, she was so cute and cute.

"Why do you have a mobile phone?" Shen Qinghuan didn't continue, because she knew that if Lu Ziheng didn't have a mobile phone, the extra warm stickers, sanitary napkins and brown sugar would not appear in the house.

Lu Ziheng did not tire of explaining the matter a little, and he raised his phone: "Shall we take a photo together?"

"Of course." Shen Qinghuan stood on tiptoe, and when she was on the phone, she noticed that there were very few apps in Lu Ziheng's phone, and the self on the screen saver seemed to be when she came to Moshan to sleep on the bus.

Shen Qinghuan blushed: "There is no beauty in this photo, it's so ugly."

"My little Qing Huan, even if you don't turn on the beauty and filters, the appearance without makeup is still very beautiful in my heart." Lu Ziheng is very tall, so he automatically acts as a selfie stick. He hasn't responded to Shen Qinghuan yet. When I came here, I took a lot of group photos.

After all, Shen Qinghuan was possessed by her aunt. After standing in the snow for a long time without thick clothes, her body began to tremble soon.

Lu Ziheng walked behind her, circling her: "Is it still cold like this?"

Shen Qinghuan's face gradually burned, and her heart was beating non-stop. When the temperature of her fingers regained consciousness, Lu Ziheng held his hand and wrote under the letters she had just written: "Lu Ziheng loves you!" Shen Qinghuan."

Maybe boys don't really like those fancy things, Lu Ziheng didn't draw a heart shape between their names.

"Why don't you use symbols instead?" The little girl puffed up her cheeks when she took the photo, looking like a puffer fish angrily, "In this case, we won't be able to be neat."

Lu Ziheng obviously didn't spell the letters written by Shen Qinghuan, and thought the little girl was writing them for fun.

Although the little girl seemed a little angry, she still took pictures of all the handwriting written in the snow.

"When you return to the imperial capital, you can send me these photos."

"Yeah." Lu Ziheng bent down, the small stones in the mountains are still easy to find, he rolled two snowballs with his hands, stacked them together, and used the small stones he picked up as eyes and mouth, "Xiao Qinghuan .”

Shen Qinghuan thought that Lu Ziheng made a little snowman according to her own appearance, and as a return gift, she no longer cared about the cold hands, and casually made a snowman and placed it next to Lu Ziheng's little snowman.

Snowflakes fell profusely on Lu and the two little snowmen cuddling each other.

Lu Ziheng suddenly raised his arms, pulled the little girl into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Does this mean we accidentally walked to the white head?"

Shen Qinghuan leaned on Lu Ziheng's chest, and clearly heard the pounding of his heart.

After a while, he changed his career and took her hand again: "I agreed, I will take you somewhere."

Shen Qinghuan followed behind Lu Ziheng, she stepped on his footprints, feeling warm in her heart.

As he was walking, Lu Ziheng stopped. He stepped on the ladder and climbed to the roof.

Shen Qinghuan raised her neck, wondering why Lu Ziheng was climbing so high at night.

"Xiao Qinghuan. You come up too."

"What are we doing on the roof?"

Lu Ziheng remained silent, directly covered Shen Qinghuan's eyes, and whispered gently in her ear, "I'll find out later."

Shen Qinghuan obeyed, and waited for Lu Ziheng's hand to be pulled away. After a while, his eyesight returned to normal.

And from Lu Ziheng who was sitting beside him, Mo's pupils were full of bright stars.

(End of this chapter)