Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

"Hoohoo, Oni-chan, it's different now. We are fighting for the owner of this mansion."

"Xiao Bu, if you say that again, I will confiscate your animation CD."

Bai Fan shook his head speechlessly.

"What's the matter, junior, anyway, didn't we agree to play together?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu also said with a smile.

"That's what it says, forget it."

Bai Fan shrugged, handed the meat bag to the black cat, motioned for her to distribute it, and immediately walked up the stairs.

Obviously, it's time to get the gloves.

"You sneaking cat, how is it? How does it feel to enjoy the snow scene with my junior?"

As soon as Bai Fan walked away, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu approached the black cat with a playful expression on his back foot, and rubbed the girl's shoulder at the same time.

"What, what does it feel like! They are all different!"

He stammered, and his dishonest expression made everyone laugh.

"However... Bai Fanjun does have such a charm that makes people actively follow his charm."

Rita said so while holding the meat bun with a smile.

"Well... because he is Oni-chan."

Not to be outdone, Tu Jianbu continued.

"Snowman, let's start stacking after he comes down, it's not too late anyway."

Throwing the snowball in his hand, Xia Chuan Zhenliang, who was wearing a light blue down jacket, said.

"Well, what will the piled snowman look like? Really, are you looking forward to it?"

Domabuki looked at Shiina Mashiro who was still expressionless.

"Am looking forward to."

He spoke the words of anticipation in a tone that did not make people feel that he was looking forward to it.

"A year has passed, and Zhenbai is still the same."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu joked.

"Come here."

At this moment, Bai Fan, who had already walked down the stairs, glanced at the girls around him.

"Gloves..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu glanced at his empty palm.

It's been cold since just now.

"Hmm. Gloves, I baked them in the stove just now, so it took a while, but it looks like you two had a good chat."

Bai Fan distributed the lavender thick gloves to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.

"This, will you give it to me?"

The gloves that had just been baked were glowing with considerable temperature, Kasumigaoka Shiu pointed to her face.

"Of course, it's just a glove... I used to learn from the old housekeeper when I was the househusband of the Masuzu family."

Bai Fan shrugged.

"That is to say, is this glove made by Oni-chan himself?"

After getting a brown patterned glove, Doma buried his face seriously.

"I'll take good care of it."

"No...it's okay to be less serious, anyway, it's not a valuable item."

Bai Fan smiled bitterly.

At the same time, he handed over the black reverse cross-striped gloves to the black cat, in exchange for the latter's eyes of "this glove really suits me best".

"Mashiro, Masuzu, and Rita. Come here and take yours."

Yang raised the remaining three pairs of gloves in his hand.

"Oh? I actually have it too?"

Not to mention the reactions of Mashiro and Masuzu, Rita pointed to her face with a look of surprise.

"Of course, I don't engage in any discrimination here."

Bai Fan took a bite of the remaining meat bun.

"Well... I don't know what tone to use to answer this."

Rita said these words awkwardly, and picked out a pair of yellow gloves from Bai Fan's hands.

As for Zhenliang and Zhenbai, they each chose the combination of light blue and pink white.

It has to be said that with the gloves, he, Bai Fan, doesn't have to worry about these girls not having fun because of their palms.

"My Bai Fan is still as omnipotent as ever."

Xia Chuan Zhenliang rubbed a snowball and praised it greatly.

"Build a snowman."

After ignoring the malice in this sentence, Bai Fan stretched out his hand and began to push the snowball——

(All in all, because the plot of the novel is about to be pushed to Christmas, so, dog food or something... Uh, it should be photographed indiscriminately, do you eat it? Do you eat it?! Face】)

Chapter 67. Stove book?

(The real white stock has risen!)

Everyone sat around the stove with contented smiles.

If you want to say what is the most comfortable thing in winter, it is definitely after playing snowball fights carelessly outside, huddling around in the warm mess to keep warm.