Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 71

This bed is so comfortable, it really is true to follow Qingheng!
The next day, Qingwu propped his chin and looked at the snow falling outside, and sighed for an unknown number of times: "It's so boring~ Qingheng doesn't know where he went, even a person talking nothing."

As soon as he finished chanting, he saw a dark blue figure approaching in the distance, Qingwu's eyes lit up, he immediately got up, walked towards the door, and hid behind a big tree.

She squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and started to press it. She wanted to take advantage of Qingheng's inattention and throw the snowball at him. His expression must be very interesting then.

It's getting closer, Qingwu silently calculates the distance of Qingheng in his heart.

It's now! Qingwu came out from behind the tree, and threw the figure in front of him, Qingwu's eyes were full of excitement.

Seeing that it was about to hit Qingheng, a barrier was erected all over his body to block the snowball, and then he saw the snowball smashing towards Qingwu at a faster speed than before.

Qingwu hurriedly began to erect the barrier, but Xueqiu just paused, then broke through the barrier and threw it towards Qingwu's face.

Fortunately, Qingwu's body was faster than his brain, and he raised his hand to protect his face earlier, but even so, Qingwu took several steps back before barely stopping.

Qingwu put down his hand, rubbed his numb arm, raised his head, frowned and said: "No way! Qingheng, you are too cruel! If I didn't react in time, my face I'm afraid it has been destroyed."

After a pause, he showed a suddenly realized expression: "Ah~ I see! You must be jealous of my beauty, so you want to take this opportunity to destroy it, I didn't expect Qingheng, so you are like this Man, I misread you."

Qingwu showed no anger, turned around and wanted to go back to the house, Dixiu stepped forward and took Qingwu's hand and said, "Why are you angry, am I playing with you?"

Qingwu turned around, opened her mouth wide, and pointed to herself: "You are playing with me! I thought you wanted my life!"

Seeing the greenery, Dixiu smiled unconsciously: "Isn't that what snowball fights are like in the world? You throw me, I'll throw you."

To be honest, Dixiu really felt that this was a little childish, but Xiaoshan God was willing to play, so he stayed with her, why it was his fault now.

Qingwu really didn't know what to say to him now, she scratched her hair, took a few deep breaths, and her expression became less ferocious.

She explained in a soft voice: "Since it is a snowball fight in the mortal world, we should use the mortal method to play, and we can't use force!"

In the next second, Qingwu's expression immediately became fierce: "So you just fouled!!"

At this time, Dixiu showed his original expression: "That's it, then let's do it again, I won't use magic anymore!"

"I refuse!" Qingwu rejected his request without the slightest hesitation, it was originally a matter of whim.

Now he wants to play, but she doesn't want to accompany him anymore, it's too much! Qingheng is becoming more and more unkind now.

Dixiu was not surprised, but took out something wrapped in greased paper from his sleeve, and peeled off the outer paper layer by layer, revealing the neatly arranged sweet-scented osmanthus cakes inside.

Dixiu picked up a piece, looked around, and said regretfully, "Oh! Originally, I wanted to give this sweet-scented osmanthus cake to you, but now you seem to have no appetite, so I have to eat it by myself. .”

When Qingwu heard the word osmanthus cake, her ears perked up, and finally turned around a little angrily, and said the most embarrassing thing in the most aggressive posture: "I will eat it! Who said I won't eat it!"

Dixiu looked at Qingwu, his eyes full of doubts: "But you are not even interested in playing games, I think you should not be interested in eating this pastry either."

Qingwu pursed her lips, and began to threaten her again: "Play! Interested! Come on! Give me the sweet-scented osmanthus cake after the game is over, don't deny it, or I won't bring you delicious food when I go out in the future!"

Di Xiu chuckled: "Hey~ That's right! This is what it looks like to have an appetite."

Without saying a word, Qingwu grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and threw it towards Dixiu before it was compacted.

Dixiu dodged easily, and he didn't forget to put away the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which made Qingwu look even more angry.

"Hey~ I don't believe I can't hit you!"

Speaking of which, Qingwu is also a person who holds grudges, if he didn't come back with revenge for what happened just now, Qingwu would not be able to live a good day.

Although the game is childish, Dixiu is a person who is very serious about the game, as long as he participates, he will have fun, and this kind of game is no exception.

Dixiu leaned over and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground. After compacting it, he threw it at Qingwu. Qingwu, who was losing his senses, was hit without exception.

The smashed greens hurt, even the posture of throwing the snowball paused, looking at Dixiu was like looking at his enemy.

She rushed towards Dixiu with an unstoppable attitude, she couldn't believe it, she couldn't hit him so close.

He raised his hand high and threw it towards his face, Dixiu made a misplacement, the snowball missed his face, but hit his clothes.

Qingwu gasped heavily, looked at Can Xue on his chest, it was fine, it was revenge, hum!

The next moment she saw a scene that terrified her, Dixiu bent down and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground.

Such a simple action was slowed down in Qingwu's eyes. Qingwu stood there for a while, then immediately grabbed the cap on the cloak and put it on.

Then Chao Dixiu rushed over, hugged his waist from behind, and shouted: "Okay, okay! The game is over! I admit defeat!"

As the saying goes: contentment is always happy, she doesn't want to be smashed again.

Dixiu's movements stopped, and speaking of it, this should be the first time she took the initiative to hug him, although she always thought he was Qingheng.

Seeing him stop, Qingwu quickly leaned out and slapped the snowball off Dixiu's hand, then walked out from behind Dixiu.

Qing Wu walked up to Di Xiu and stretched out his hand: "I played the game with you, where is my sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Dixiu patted Qingwu's hand: "Of course you are indispensable, but before that, you have to call me Dixiu."

Qingwu shook her painful hand that was slapped by Dixiu: "Why should I call you that, Qingheng sounds very nice."

Dixiu took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his sleeve and shook it in his hand: "I just want to hear you call me Dixiu, can't you?"

Qingwu's eyes followed the ups and downs of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and stretched out his hand: "Dixiu Dixiu, give it to me quickly!"

Only then did Dixiu curl his lips into a smile and said, "You're so good, here! Here you are."

Qing Wu took it and opened it unceremoniously, picked up a piece, looked at Di Xiu, and handed the pastry to him first: "You played the game too, you can have a piece too!"

Dixiu froze for a moment, opened his mouth with a smile and said, "Ah~ feed me."

Qingwu rolled her eyes, and stuffed the pastry into her mouth: "Would you like to eat it or not!"

Dixiu smiled and pinched Qingwu's bulging cheeks: "Whoever said I don't want to eat, didn't I ask you to feed me."

(End of this chapter)