Xiao Xiao raised the corners of his mouth.

......

Xiao Mother:...

When you see the snow, you think of eating smoothies?

Xiao’s mother was a little funny.

"You kid, sometimes the things you think of are weird."

"All right."

"You can eat it if you want."

"But don't eat in the yard."

Thinking of the time when she saw her son lying on a chaise under a white plum tree, Xiao's mother couldn't help but shudder.

The background is snow-white.

The north wind is howling around.

The air is biting cold.

The child only wore a thin coat?!

She rushed over immediately.

As a result, I saw that the child looked natural, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

She was stunned for a moment.

Then the child opened his eyes.

Called her.

And asked her what happened...

She reached out and touched the child's naked skin, such as hands and face.

Warm.

Neither cold nor hot.

She let go of most of her heart.

But he still frowned and "driven" the child back into the house.

No matter what, this season, the temperature is so thin and it is too exaggerated to stay outdoors.

"You have to sleep back in the house."

"I'm not afraid of colds..."

......

Xiao’s mother, who ended her memories, emphasized again, “Eat in the house.”
Chapter completed!