Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 167 Jubilation in the snow, she is not my friend

Gan, it's this grandson again!
Fu Qing grabbed the snow, made it into a ball, and flew out.

Fu Xi squatted on the ground, looking ahead for a moment.

Mu Qingshen didn't hide, the snowball hit the top of his head, and felt his scalp was wet and cold for a moment, he frowned, grabbed the snow and returned back.

The two boys quarreled for a moment.

"Linglie Linglie, come and help me..."

Fu Qing was crushed by Mu Qingshen and chased to the center of the playground. The "battle" between the two became more and more intense. Get up and attack directly.

Mu Qingshen was exactly the opposite of him. While dodging his attack, he filled the snowball into a huge ball and threw it violently.

This Fu Qing dodged, but he didn't dodge the one Ling Lie threw. This Sun was making a sneak attack. When Fu Qing turned around, he was pointing the middle finger at him.

Gan!
Fu Qing cursed and chased after her.

They had a lot of fun here, and the two little girls were left alone. However, the two of them were not idle, and built a snowman on the side.

Mu Qingshen looked around, the cold wave hit, the temperature plummeted to below zero, everyone was wearing down jackets, red, green, purple... In the colorful and colorful, he searched and saw that figure.

Pink and tender, always so fresh and lovely.

He walked over with a smile.

The snowman's head gradually took shape, and the two girls patted the "head" firmly, chatting and concentrating on it, when someone called them, the two turned their heads, and two girls from the same class waved to them and ran over, "Xiaoyan Xiaoxi, Let's buy a card, let's go, go to the dormitory and roll two?"

"Okay, okay," Mo Yan nodded excitedly, Fu Xi looked at the snowman with only one "head" rolled out, and said, "Go and play first, I want to finish building this snowman."

"Okay." They were about to leave when a figure suddenly came into view.

The back of the head was flicked, Fu Xi thought it was the little brother again, and habitually opened his mouth to scold: "You Mao—"

Turning around, she met those smiling eyes, and her voice stopped abruptly.

She opened her mouth slightly, and he raised his eyebrows. What kind of expression is this?Do you want to see him, or do you not want to see him?
The three girls looked at me and I looked at you, showing meaningful smiles.

They left quietly, leaving Fu Xi alone, covering his head and staring at the person who came out of nowhere.

Fu Xi leaned down and continued to snowball, Mu Qingshen leaned in front of her, "Little friend, is it cold, brother to help you?"

His white palms had long been soaked in snow and turned red and icy. He looked at them casually and frowned.

"No," Fu Xi murmured, she was used to him always talking to her in a mean, "kid, kid".

Regardless of whether she wanted it or not, Mu Qingshen stretched out her hand. The moment her fingertips and the back of her hand touched her, she suddenly withdrew her hand and stared at him even harder.

He laughed, what did he do with such a big reaction?
He pushed the snowball away, rolling around in the snow, getting bigger and bigger...

"Ran Ran, is that your friend?"

On the other side of the runway, Ning Ran looked at this side with a calm expression, the fists in his pockets were clenched tighter and tighter, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

The girl holding her arm is her classmate. Ning Ran just went outside with her classmate for a rubdown, thinking that she was too full to go to the playground to digest the food. As she walked, she met Fu Xi and was going to go up to say hello to her. , but didn't want to, saw a person.

He walked towards her from a distance.

The moment she saw him, she stopped and didn't move anymore.

Watching him helplessly, getting closer and closer to her, flicking her head, smiling at her like a flower, not knowing what to say, helping her snowball...

At that moment, Ning Ran couldn't tell what was in her heart, as if two ghost claws were scratching her.

The ghost claw was poisoned, the first imprint left on her heart was jealousy, the second was resentment...

This imprint, as time accumulates, becomes deeper and deeper, and it will never disappear.

Ning Ran's eyes were red, and her nails were embedded in her flesh. The classmates beside her looked at her and were startled, "Ran Ran, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, my eyes are sore from staring," Ning Ran's voice was full of grievance, and his expression was also aggrieved, as if his things had been snatched away by others, that feeling of shame and grievance that had nowhere to vent.

"Let's go."

She didn't want to "watch" this scene any longer, so she dragged her classmates beside her and left.

On the way, she said, "She's not my friend."

She, of course, refers to Fu Xi.

"Ah?" Her classmate was puzzled, "But Ran Ran, I saw you eating and studying with her the other day, talking and laughing."

"Is there? You misread it."

Her classmate was even more confused, did she get it wrong?I have seen it several times, and I am wrong again and again?

"Hey, don't go there, that piece is dirty," Mu Qing turned a corner while snowballing, and Fu Xi called him in time.

The snow field was black, and it was indeed dirty. Fu Xi wanted the snowman to be clean, otherwise there would be some stains.

So Mu Qingshen turned another corner, and suddenly the back of his neck felt cold, and the snow in Fu Qing's hand hit his neck.

Behind him, Fu Qing was looking at him with nostrils, his eyebrows raised two feet high.

"Mu Qingshen, away from my sister~ Grass!—"

Fu Qing jumped three feet high, Mu Qingshen dragged him over, dug the snow from the snowball, and stuffed it into his skirt.

One word, cool.

The hem of the clothes was pulled out of the trousers, and Fu Qing hurriedly squeezed to shake himself up, and many snows that had not yet melted were shaken to the ground.

Fu Xi watched from the side, thinking, who should she help?
One is my own brother, and the other one just snowballed for me, she can't just turn around and be ungrateful, can she?
Forget it, none of them will help.

The teenagers spread their feet and laughed wantonly. On the other end, Fu Qing lifted up his skirt, buried Mu Qingshen's head, and then...

Fu Xi turned his eyes away, the game between men, hot eyes.

Continuing to build her snowman, she filled the gap in the snowball, and then rolled one down.

There was a lot of snow last night, just one night, as if all the snow of the year had fallen, and the snow on the ground was very thick.

"Brother, I'm here—"

The snow on the basketball court has been cleared, and the students can play as usual. Gao Le and the others just finished playing basketball. As soon as they entered through the iron net gate, they saw their eldest brother being hugged and ravaged.

Grass, is this okay?

Gao Le hurriedly led a sweep of people, and rushed to avenge his elder brother.

Gao Le was ruthless. He threw the basketball, took off a jacket over his head, and asked the brothers to pretend to be snow.

Clothes full of snow, a big bag, I can't hold it in my arms, and several people have to carry it. They approached quietly, and then opened the clothes together, lifted and lowered the cover suddenly...

At this moment, Mu Qingshen broke free from Fu Qing's restraint, and got out of his arms.

So the clothes covered two heads.

Mother--

Gao Le called his mother, it was already too late, like a bride covered with a hijab, his big brother was covered upright by his big Korean-style sweater.

"Grass!--"

Two shouts came from under the hijab, Gao Le's heart trembled, "Quick, run!"

(End of this chapter)