Hmm, the tune sounds familiar.
Luo Qingzhou stood at the door, pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
“La la la la la la la…”
The lark has a clear and pleasant voice. Even if it is just humming a few words, it is a real pleasure to listen to.
But this tune...
"Dong Dong Dong!"
Luo Qingzhou raised his hand and knocked on the door, muttering in his heart: How could Chanchan be so stupid? Could she explode herself in such a matter
"Who is it? The lark is singing, please do not disturb!"
The clear chirping of larks and the sound of brisk footsteps were heard in the yard.
Luo Qingzhou coughed and said, "Who else could it be except your son-in-law? Open the door quickly."
Bailing stopped behind the door and said, "Son-in-law, you took Chanchan out to play, but you didn't take me out to play. I'm angry, so I won't open the door for you!"
Luo Qingzhou said: "My uncle brought you a gift."
"Squeak..."
The gate opened immediately.
Bai Ling was wearing a pink dress, holding a pink branch in her hand, blinking her big eyes, and asked happily, "Son-in-law, what's the gift?"
Luo Qingzhou slapped her on the forehead and said, "Do you want to eat my saliva?"
Bailing immediately covered her head and pouted her lips.
Luo Qingzhou pushed her aside and walked in. He looked around the courtyard, but didn't see Chanchan. He asked, "What song were you singing just now?"
Bai Ling rubbed her head, snorted, and pouted: "I won't tell you, you bad son-in-law! You didn't take me out to play, and you beat me when you came back, wuuuu..."
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at her and said, "Did Chanchan teach you to sing?"
Bai Ling turned her pretty face away and said, "Humph!"
Luo Qingzhou asked again: "Did Chanchan tell you the lyrics?"
Bai Ling twisted her body: "Hehe!"
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else, his eyes fixed on her.
There was silence for a moment.
Bailing secretly turned her head and glanced at him. Seeing that he was looking at her, she turned her head away again and snorted, saying, "Sir, don't try to threaten me. Miss and Chanchan are in the back garden. If you dare to make a move, I will scream, unless you cover my mouth... um..."
Luo Qingzhou immediately fulfilled her wish, covered her mouth, picked her up and walked into the house.
Bailing struggled in his arms, beating his chest with her little fists, kicking her little feet under her pink skirt, and whining.
Luo Qingzhou carried her into her boudoir, closed the door, and then threw her on the bed.
Bai Ling lay there, immediately covering her bulging chest, begging for mercy: "Sir, I was wrong... Don't... Don't bully me..."
Luo Qingzhou stood beside the bed and said, "Sing me the song you just sang in the yard. Include the lyrics."
Bai Ling whimpered, "Son-in-law, I, I won't..."
Luo Qingzhou sat down on the bed, stretched out his hand, and began to untie the belt around her slender waist.
Bai Ling begged in panic, "Sir, please don't... The window, the window is not closed yet..."
Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, then stopped and said, "Bai Ling, you are not allowed to sing this song anymore. Do you hear me? This song is not nice. Next time, I will teach you a nice song about flowers, okay?"
Bai Ling nodded immediately and said, "Yeah, yeah."
Luo Qingzhou was about to get up and leave when he glanced at her feet resting on the edge of the bed. He then grabbed her calves and took off her shoes, saying, "Bai Ling, your shoes are so beautiful."
Then he threw away his shoes, touched the pink stockings on her feet, and said, "Your stockings are beautiful too. Did you make them yourself?"
Bailing pouted and looked at him, without struggling or speaking. The look in her eyes seemed to speak for itself.
Luo Qingzhou stroked her for a while longer, then stood up and said, "I'm going to pay my respects to the young lady. I was in a hurry this time, so I didn't bring you a gift. I'll bring one next time."
Just as they reached the door, Bai Ling suddenly said, "Son-in-law, what song do you want to teach me? I want a nice song!"
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Flirtatious."
"Flirtatious?"
Bai Ling was stunned when she heard that and looked at him strangely, thinking to herself: The young lady just said that he was a playboy, and he wrote a poem about that, is he trying to defend himself
Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat and sang a few lines: "The heart of the flower is hidden in its core, but it misses the blooming season... Your heart forgets the seasons and never lets people understand it easily... Why don't you hold my hand and listen to the sun and the moon sing a song together..."
Bai Ling opened her eyes wide.
Luo Qingzhou asked: "How is it? Does it sound good?"
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then carefully recalled the lyrics and melody, and said, "Son-in-law, what a strange song, but... it sounds like it has a different flavor. The song is also strange, without any charm, very straightforward, but it's well written."
Then he whispered, "So it's not that playboy..."
Luo Qingzhou opened the door, looked at her and said, "As long as you listen to me, I will teach you more beautiful songs in the future."
Hearing this, Bailing shyly took off her other shoe, revealing her other slender foot in pink stockings. She bit her pink lips and said, "Sir, is this... okay?"
Luo Qingzhou's lips twitched, and he rolled his eyes at her and said, "My uncle means that you should not deliberately embarrass me in front of the young lady and others in the future. What are you thinking about? Is my uncle that kind of person?"
After saying that, he left angrily.
After taking a few steps, he stepped back, stared at her small feet in pink stockings for a few seconds, and said seriously, "Put on your shoes, don't catch a cold."
After saying that, he quickly left and went to the back garden.
In the back garden.
Xia Chan was wearing a light green dress and was practicing sword in the snow.
Miss Qin was wearing a snow-white dress and was sitting in the pavilion, reading a book quietly.
There is a guqin on the table, with music scores next to it.
Luo Qingzhou stepped on the thick snow, entered the pavilion, and bowed, saying, "Miss."
Miss Qin still kept her head down, quietly turning the pages of the book, her face as cold as snow, and she seemed not to have heard what he said.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her clothes and said, "Miss, it's cold outside and you are wearing too little. You should go back to your room and read a book."
Miss Qin still ignored him.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He stood for a while and then bowed and said, "Then I won't disturb you while you read."
Just as he was about to leave, Bailing suddenly came out of the house and said, "Son-in-law, you are not allowed to leave!"
Luo Qingzhou stopped and looked at her.
Bai Ling immediately shouted, "Chanchan, didn't you just say that you wanted to build a snowman? Can you let your uncle help you? Otherwise, your little hands will be frozen."
Xia Chan put away her sword and stood under the snow-covered trees without saying a word.
Bai Ling immediately whispered, "Uncle, Chanchan told me that she loved making snowmen when she was a child. Unfortunately, after she grew up, she never made one again, and she was never happy again."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the girl under the tree, walked over, and said softly: "Chanchan, do you want to build a snowman? I will help you, okay?"
Xia Chan looked behind him and Bailing winked at her.
She glanced at the snow-white figure in the pavilion again, was stunned for a moment, and whispered, "Okay."
Luo Qingzhou glanced around, walked to the corner and said, "There's a lot of snow here, so I'll pile it up here."
“Yeah!”
Bailing immediately ran over happily and said in a crisp voice, "Son-in-law, how about we form a group of four? You, me, Chanchan, and the young lady."
Luo Qingzhou squatted on the ground, digging through the thick snow, and said, "One pile is enough."
Bailing looked at Chanchan beside her.
Xia Chan also squatted down, holding the snow with her small hands, and whispered, "Four, four."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and saw that her little face was red from the cold. He said lovingly, "Okay, make four. Chanchan, go stay in the pavilion, and I will help you make them."
Xia Chan shook her head and built another snowman seriously.
Bai Ling whispered, "Son-in-law, let's pile together, that's how we'll be happy."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything and piled it up quickly.
There is a lot of snow in the corner.
He quickly built a snowman that was half a person tall, and then took some things to make eyes and nose.
After finishing everything, he helped Chanchan next to him to pile up.
On the other side, Bai Ling blew on her red hands and said, "Son-in-law, your hands are so cold."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, quickly helped Chanchan build a snowman, and then went to help her build one.
Bailing rubbed his hands and went to pile the fourth one.
The three of them quickly built four big snowmen.
Bai Ling went to find red fruits, pink flowers and other things and began to decorate the snowman.
"Son-in-law, the one in the middle is the young lady. Make her look prettier. Yours is too fat, and the nose and mouth are not well made. Also, the young lady's skirt is too short."
Luo Qingzhou followed her instructions and carefully helped the snowman in the middle lose weight and made a new long skirt.
In the pavilion, Miss Qin was looking at this place.
After a while.
Bai Ling said again: "Sir, your bottom doesn't look good. Make a pair of feet for the young lady. The young lady's feet are so beautiful, it would be a pity not to make them."
Luo Qingzhou grabbed the snow and couldn't help but turn his head to look into the pavilion.
The moment he turned his head, Miss Qin lowered her head and continued to read the book quietly.
Bai Ling whispered, "Son-in-law, do you want to go and take a peek before you do it?"
Luo Qingzhou glared at her and said, "You can only talk, how about you do it?"
Bai Ling immediately raised her red little hands and said pitifully, "Sir, my hands are almost frozen off."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and slightly modified the snowman's cheeks, then clapped his hands and said, "The top is too heavy. If you make legs below, it will collapse. This will do."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He quickly reached out and grabbed a bunch of snow.
Bailing giggled and jumped away, saying, "Son-in-law, it was Chanchan who put it in there."
After saying that, with a "whoosh", he threw a snowball that he had prepared long ago at him, and with a "pop", it hit him right in the face.
"Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle..."
Bai Ling giggled, and while running, she grabbed some snow from the ground, quickly kneaded it into a ball, and then called out, "Chanchan, help me!"
Luo Qingzhou had just stood up when there was a sudden "bang" behind him and another ball of snow fell. Turning around, he saw Xia Chan hiding under a big tree not far away, with only half of her face and one dark eye showing, secretly looking at him.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the snowball in Bailing's hand hit his neck again.
Luo Qingzhou did not dodge at all. He immediately grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and quickly rolled it into a ball. He was about to throw it at Xia Chan who was hiding behind a tree, but suddenly he turned around and threw it at the person behind him.
“Bang!”
The snowball hit Bailing's pink smiling face and instantly broke into pieces, with snowflakes splashing all over her face.
"Woo..."
Bailing immediately wiped her face, and while running away, she grabbed the snow from the ground and continued throwing it, shouting, "Chanchan, hit him! Smash the son-in-law!"
Luo Qingzhou grabbed another snowball and threw it at Xia Chan.
The three of them chased each other in the back garden and started a snowball fight.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dodge every time, and soon his head and body were covered with snow foam, and his neck felt cold.
As he was chasing after Bailing, another snowball suddenly flew from behind him, hitting the back of his head accurately, and then splashed into his neck.
He was confused.
Bailing was running in front, Chanchan was hitting him on the right, why was the snowball flying from behind
He turned around and saw a pavilion behind him.
In the pavilion, Miss Qin still had her head lowered, reading a book attentively. Her absolutely beautiful and flawless face was as cold as snow, with no other expression visible.
“Bang!”
While he was in a daze, Bai Ling suddenly threw a snowball and hit him hard on the face, giggling, "Son-in-law, come and chase me!"
Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed some snow from the ground, made it into a snowball, chased after her, and stuffed it into her clothes.
"ah!"
Bailing screamed immediately, her neck shrunk by the cold, and she squatted on the ground. She reached out her hand and whimpered, "So cold... Bad son-in-law, he's in... He's in... Chanchan, help me get revenge."
“Bang!”
Xia Chan's snowball flew over immediately and hit Luo Qingzhou on the head.
Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed the snow from the ground and chased after her.
Xia Chan was running back and forth hurriedly among the flowers and trees, with light movements. A rare smile appeared on her usually cold little face.
Luo Qingzhou was delighted when he saw this smile. He immediately raised the snowball in his hand and said, "Chanchan, stretch your face over here and catch the ball!"
"No, no."
Xia Chan continued to dodge nimbly.
Luo Qingzhou threw several in succession and all of them hit the tree.
Xia Chan started to fight back while running away.
Luo Qingzhou was chasing when suddenly two snowballs flew from behind and hit the back of his head.
He turned around and saw Bai Ling had entered the pavilion and was grabbing the snow on the railing, looking at him with a smile.
Luo Qingzhou threw the big snowball he had just made over there.
The lark screamed "Ah" and immediately jumped away to avoid it.
Unexpectedly, the snowball hit Miss Qin's pretty face behind her with a "pop" sound, and immediately the snow foam splashed and stained her face. A lot of snow foam fell down, along her collar, and fell into her fair neck...
When the three of them saw this scene, they froze in place and fell silent.