"..."
The arrival of a water pumping truck was quite a shock.
A group of children were chattering about climbing the mountain.
The master responsible for pumping water crawled behind the little kids at a turtle's speed.
Xu Yanzhao shook his head and tied his scarf, with a helpless tone: "Yan Ming, please accompany our little princess for a walk."
Xu Yanming was wrapped in a sports suit, with red lips and white teeth, and a black hair rope in his mouth. His long black and bright crow feather-like hair was tied into a high ponytail. He shook his head and tied it tightly so that it would not fall off.
He raised his eyelids, his eyes cold and twinkling.
"together."
After saying that, he chased after the children with light steps.
The boss was stunned for several seconds. As soon as I went out, the cold wind hit my face. My nose straightened and turned red, my deep eyes filled with physiological mist. I raised my head and opened my mouth: "Ha Qiu."
A sneeze is earth-shattering.
Xu Yanming left and came back. He raised his hand and put a cold-repelling charm on his brother, saying softly: "Squeaky."
Before his brother could retort, the figure quickly ran away.
Xu Yanzhao opened his mouth in a state where he wanted to curse but couldn't.
He touched the warm talisman in his arms, hummed twice, and followed the troops angrily, comforting himself that his brother still cared about him.
The mountain road is quite easy to walk.
In the first year after the Xu family acquired the mountain, they connected the top of the mountain to the road at the foot of the mountain and paved a wide and neat cement road.
There are trees on both sides.
The forest is dyed.
The bright sunshine is mixed with a hint of winter's coldness, covering the green pines and cypresses with a golden gauze.
"squirrel!"
A child excitedly pointed at the small animals on the tree.
This stirred up a hornet's nest.
"Where?"
"where is it?"
"Let me see it quickly."
A group of children crowded over to watch the little squirrel.
A small crimson squirrel was holding its big fluffy tail and nibbling pine nuts on the tree. It kept rolling the pine nuts with its two small claws and its mouth was stuffed.
"so cute."
"It's so cute."
"The little squirrel is so beautiful."
Children love cute animals. Ningning’s little yellow dog was held in their arms and rubbed and poked for a long time.
Liking doesn't mean owning.
After admiring the cute little squirrel for a while, the children continued their journey.
The sun gradually rises high into the sky.
The sun in winter does not bask in the sun, but instead gives off an icy and cool feeling.
Even the sunlight is a thin layer of pale gold.
"Yeah, little rabbit."
The children who were looking around found the little rabbit hidden in the leaves.
So I called my friends and invited my friends to come and see the little rabbit.
There are also deer, little hedgehogs...
Just as they were admiring the little hedgehog, a pink figure flashed before their eyes, diverting their attention.
"Little pink fox?"
On the remaining unmelted snow, stood a solitary little fox with smooth and shiny hair, and its pink color seemed to be shrouded in the light of buling buling.
The smart and charming fox eyes looked directly at the children, as if to say: I am much prettier than those little rabbits and hedgehogs, right?
The children were silent for a few seconds.
The first child touched his forehead: "Why do you see the little pink fox?"
The second child followed and said, "Did we eat the white pole?"
This kid likes to eat mushrooms, especially the wild and delicious ones.
The third child turned around and left, muttering: "I must be dreaming."
This sentence was unanimously agreed upon.
Looking at the retreating figures of the children, he deliberately showed the most beautiful little pink fox: "..."
You seem to have a big problem.
The little fox raised its wet nose and snorted, not very happy.
"Hey, what a beautiful little fox."
The sound was like sunshine breaking through the dark clouds.
The little fox subconsciously raised his head to look for the voice that praised him.
Half squatting in front of the grass, a young man dressed in white, as cold as snow, had a smile of praise in his eyes, and his eyes that were frozen in ice turned into the glint of a drowning fox.
The little fox couldn't help but raise his paw and resisted the urge to hold it. No, he couldn't be fooled by human praise.
Not even the master's brother.
"Can I touch you?" the young man asked politely: "Respect the beautiful Lord Dian Ling."
Who can say no to a beauty who compliments a fox on her beauty?
The face-controlled little fox remained reserved for two seconds, then stretched out his paws gracefully, with a very controlling gesture: "Humph, since you can appreciate my beauty, I reluctantly let you touch it."
Ah, what soft claws.
Mr. Xu Yanming, a hidden plush maniac, got his wish and touched the fox paw he had dreamed of.
"Yan Ming, it's time to go."
Xu Yanzhao in the distance was urging him.
Is he leaving?
The little fox shook its tail unconsciously and slapped the ground irritably.
Does it want others to compliment its beauty?
But it likes beautiful women to praise itself.
The little fox's eyes fell on the young man, from his stunning appearance, slender neck, waist, wrists, to slender ankles.
It asked softly: "Are you leaving?"
The young man was like a beautiful little prince: "Yes, I'm leaving."
In fact they will meet again soon.
Because both the little fox and the little prince will return to their warm homes.
"Well."
A warm scarf wraps the little fox.
A soft, delicate scarf that exudes a light warm fragrance and human body temperature.
Xu Yanzhao, who had been waiting for his brother for a long time, found the little fox squatting on the snow.
The little fox's pink flesh-padded paws were a little afraid of the cold, and they secretly stepped on the big furry fox's tail.
"Say thank you."
The little fox thanked Xu Yanzhao in a low voice. He put his little paws on the scarf with satisfaction and stepped on it comfortably. His movements were a bit like stepping on a kitten.
Xu Yanzhao looked back: "You're welcome."
"elder brother."
The little girl who fell behind the large army and picked a large handful of winter flowers ran over with sweat on her face: "Hey, little fox."
She saw the little fox walking on the scarf in the grass.
When the little fox saw his beloved little master, he jumped up and threw himself into Ningning's arms.
"ah."
Ning Ning hurriedly caught the little fox.
The little fox adjusted its posture, put the scarf in its mouth into the little girl's arms, and stepped on it like the snow rabbit.
"Said very warmly."
"Then why are you here?"
"Because I want you to praise me."
The little fox twitched its ears as a matter of course, and its pink fur was as beautiful as a dream.
The little fox told Ningning what happened.
"Sad?"
Ning Ning asked it.
The little fox was extremely coquettish in front of his master. He tilted his little head and said coquettishly, "I'm very sad to say that."
"Obviously they are cuter than rabbits, squirrels and hedgehogs."
Ning Ning thought for a moment, picked off a light yellow star flower, and pinned it on the fox's ear.
"You are the cutest fox in the world."
