Thousands of years old silly white sweet

"Xiujue, you are talking! Do you know that little bear? What is his relationship with you?"

After all, Xiujue had played with Ji Xinglin since he was a child, and he knew him very well. He was optimistic and cheerful, with a simple heart, and he had soft ears.

Calling now and questioning him in this tone, obviously heard the story from his fiancée.

A story worse than fiction.

Domineering CEO, double lover, plundering.

Xiujue is very clear.

As the president of the company, he is also on the forum.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding and embarrassment, Xiujue started talking nonsense with his eyes open, "Yes, does he look like you? Your eyes are not that big."

Dong Changqing's eyes are big and round, mostly black, like the eyes of a baby, clean and clear which is rare in the world.

"You—" Ji Xinglin couldn't say anything, "I'm at the airport and I'm going back home tomorrow morning."

Xiujue frowned, "Going back to China at this time?"

"I can't just watch you do wrong things! You wait for me!"

The phone hangs up.

Xiujue sighed and called Wang Yiran, intending to solve the problem from the root cause.

The other side opened his mouth full of yin and yang, "Why, do you know that Ji Xinglin is going back to China?"

"What nonsense are you talking to him about?"

Wang Yiran turned his questioning into anger from embarrassment, "I have said everything that should be said and what should not be said."

Xiujue thinks that he doesn't like women's affairs is very correct, although not all women hate it as much as Wang Yiran, "I asked you what you said."

Wang Yiran sneered, "Xiujue, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You used to secretly like Ji Xinglin. I knew it well, but I never said a word in front of Ji Xinglin. If you go out alone, I won't interfere." , because I know you will never go out of your way, but what are you doing now? Do you like Ji Xinglin because of his face! If you can’t get him, find a fake..."

"you shut up!"

Xiujue's rare anger made Wang Yiran on the phone instantly quiet down.

She was actually afraid of Xiujue. Not only was the Wang family weaker than the Xiu family in terms of family power, but in Ji Xinglin's heart, Xiujue was also more important than her, even if it was just the friendship between brothers.

She loves Ji Xinglin, very, very deeply.

It is precisely because of this that she is jealous of the school girl who is close to Ji Xinglin and plays the violin. It is precisely because of this that when Ji Xinglin keeps saying that they are just friends, she will recklessly bring up Xiujue, just as It was because of this that Ji Xinglin saw that video and saw the person who was very similar to him.

Like doomed.

Wang Yiran suddenly became frightened, she gripped the phone tightly and begged Xiujue, "Xiujue, I beg you, keep denying it, keep pretending, and be friends with him for life, I'm wrong for what happened before, okay?"

Xiu felt a headache, and felt that what happened to him at this moment perfectly merged with those ridiculous stories in the company forum.

Among his employees, there must be writers.

"Wang Yiran, let me make it clear to you now. I only want to say it once. Ji Xinglin and I are just friends. Brother, Dong Changqing is not his fake. I love Dong Changqing, the unique Dong Changqing!"

Wang Yiran said, "Thank you."

If it wasn't for the literacy that is integrated into the bone marrow to support Xiujue, he must have said all the most ugly swear words now.

Forget it.

Xiujue hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, took out a pair of brand new cotton gloves from the cabinet, and walked outside the house.

Dong Changqing had rolled the snowball very big, he stood beside the big snowball, waved at Xiujue vigorously, showing off his achievements, "Mr. Xiu! Look! You can stand alone on it!"

Seeing his warm smiling face, Xiujue immediately put those bad things behind her, "Are you stupid? If you want to build a snowman, you have to make a snowball."

Dong Changqing realized that he had rolled all the snow in the yard together.

"Eh..." Dong Changqing scratched her hair in embarrassment, "Then what should I do... How about breaking this snowball and redoing it?"

Xiujue walked over, picked up a thick branch on the ground, and poked the snowball vigorously.

Can't poke it in.

The snow that has just melted is very viscous, let alone smashing the whole thing, it will take a lot of effort to break off a small piece.

Xiujue stared at Snowball, feeling a little worried.

Dong Changqing on the side suddenly laughed, his laughter seemed to break through the clouds, letting the whole world know that he was very happy, "Hahahaha! Mr. Xiu! Hahahaha! You are so stupid!"

He laughed so weakly that he lay limply on the snowball.

Xiujue couldn't help laughing, "Get up, are you dirty?"

The snowball that rolled up from the ground was not white, it was stained with a lot of dirt, not to mention dirty, even a bit ugly.

Dong Changqing was like a primary school student being reprimanded by the class teacher, Gu Lu straightened his back, and he stared at Xiujue with those bright eyes, "I have a solution!"

"Ok?"

"Let's go outside and roll the snowballs back! There's still no mud on the road!"

It's a great idea for little ones.

In general, it is not ideal for Xiu who has a good face, "I don't want to lose face."

Dong Changqing knew what he was thinking, and his brain turned quickly, "Just wear a mask, no one will recognize you! Everyone wears a mask in winter."

Xiujue found out that Dong Changqing was extremely clever when it came to playing games.

"Then... alright." Xiu Jue looked very reluctant.

There are few cars in the villa area, and the snow in some areas is still very good. Xiujue squatted on the ground, clenched a fist-sized snowball, rolled the snowball in the snow, and waited for the snow at hand to disappear. He squatted down and moved forward, and the snowball became several times bigger in a short time.

The snowball he rolled was rounder than evergreen, and he looked very simple and cute.

Dong Changqing thought it was ok, he poked Xiujue's shoulder, "Mr. Xiu, let's push it home, it should be almost big enough when we get home."

Xiujue looked up at him, "Wait, I'm making one."

"..."

Twenty minutes later, three huge snowballs appeared in the yard, one was dark, one was white, and the other was white and round.

Dong Changqing decisively eliminated the black snowball he made, "Just use these two, the size is suitable! Use the mangosteen in the refrigerator for the eyes! Carrots for the nose!"

Xiujue looked at her round snowball, then at Dong Changqing's one that looked like a sushi roll, and felt that Dong Changqing's one was not good enough for her, and she felt like a good cabbage would be beaten by a pig.

Of course, he won't argue with Dong Changqing because of this kind of thing, it will make him appear stingy.

"Come on, go get a shovel and round this one out of yours."

"Yeah!" Dong Changqing happily ran errands for him.

Xiujue worked with a shovel for a long time to make the sushi roll look like a cabbage, and the snow on the corners was just used to fix it.

After the snowman's body was finished, Xiujue directed Dong Changqing again, "Bring mine up, be careful, don't damage it."

Dong Changqing confidently agreed, "Leave it to me!"

He thought, how light the snowflakes are, and how heavy the snow can be when the wind blows.

Dong Changqing squatted down, embraced the most outstanding big snowball in the courtyard, and lifted it up vigorously.

"Uh-yah--"

Xiujue smiled and showed his back molars, "You are so stupid."

Although he was said to be stupid, Dong Changqing was also very happy to see him laughing like this.

With the joint efforts of the two, two snowballs, one big and one small, were stacked together, forming the prototype of a snowman.

"I'm going to get the eyes and nose!" Dong Changqing ran into the house quickly, and came out holding two mangosteens and a carrot after a while, "How about it! Isn't it very suitable?"

"Suitable."

The purple-red mangosteen is just right for the eyes, and it goes well with his excellent snowball.

Xiujue carefully dug three holes in the snowball, and pressed the mangosteen and carrot on it.

Dong Changqing looked at the results of him and Xiujue and smirked, "Perfect!"

When Dong Changqing went in to get things, he saw the strawberries that Aunt Wang bought this morning in the refrigerator. He was hungry and didn't want to play with the snow anymore, "President Xiu, let's go in."

Xiujue shook his head, "Go to my room and find a scarf, a longer one, by the way, there is a bucket in the warehouse, use it to make a hat."

It took a long time for the two to go back and forth. Dong Changqing just told Aunt Wang to wash strawberries for him. He couldn't wait to eat them, so he pursed his mouth a little reluctantly.

Xiujue looked at him and urged, "Go."

"Hmm... This is very nice, there is no need to add anything else." Dong Changqing held his hand while persuading him, "Are you cold, go in and get warm."

Xiujue originally wanted to say that he has no aesthetics, so it's not good to be so bald, but after thinking about it, he would definitely hurt Dong Changqing by saying so.

He can’t hurt such a cute child, so Xiujue changed to a softer and more childlike way of saying, “We can enter the house when it’s cold, but the snowman can’t. We tie scarves and hats on it, and he himself It won't be cold outside."

Dong Changqing looked at him and blinked twice, "Mr. Xiu, are you stupid? Is the snowman afraid of the cold?"

"...Go get it!"

"Okay! I'll go now!"

After tossing for a long time, a cute and unusually big snowman appeared in the yard of the villa. Its eyes are mangosteen, its nose is carrot, its arms are dead branches, its head is covered with a red trash can, and its neck is tied with the latest autumn and winter fashion of a certain luxury brand. scarf.

Aunt Wang stood by the window looking at the snowman in the yard and smiled.

It is said to be sweeping snow, why is it sweeping more and more.