Chapter 606

Hey, the tune is familiar.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

"La la la la la la la..."

Bai Ling's voice is crisp and pleasant. Even if she just hums a few sentences, it is very enjoyable 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? Can she blow herself up in such a thing?

"Who? Little Bai Ling is singing, no one is allowed to disturb!"

The crisp voice of Bai Ling and the sound of brisk footsteps came from the yard.

Luo Qingzhou "coughed" and said, "Who else can it be except your son-in-law? Open the door quickly."

Bai Ling stopped behind the door and said, "Son-in-law, you took Chanchan out to play, but you didn't take her out to play. She is angry and won't open the door for you!"

Luo Qingzhou said, "Son-in-law brought you a gift."

"Squeak..."

The yard door opened immediately.

Bailing was wearing a pink dress, holding a pink flower branch in her hand, blinking her big eyes, and said happily: "Uncle, what's the gift?"

Luo Qingzhou gave her a slap on the forehead and said: "Uncle's saliva, do you want to eat it?"

Bailing immediately covered her head and pouted.

Luo Qingzhou pushed her away and walked in. He looked in the courtyard and didn't see Chanchan, so he asked: "What song were you singing just now?"

Bailing rubbed her head, snorted, pouted and said: "I won't tell you, bad uncle! You didn't take me out to play, and you beat me when you came back, wu..."

Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at her and said: "Did Chanchan teach you to sing?"

Bailing turned her pretty face away and said: "Hmph!"

Luo Qingzhou asked again: "Did Chanchan tell you the lyrics?"

Bailing twisted her body: "Hmph!"

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else, his eyes were fixed on her.

There was silence for a moment.

Bailing secretly turned her head away and glanced at him. Seeing that he was looking at her, she turned her head away again and snorted, saying, "Don't try to threaten me, my lady and Chanchan are in the back garden. If you dare to do anything, I will scream, unless you cover my mouth... um..."

Luo Qingzhou immediately fulfilled her wish, covered her mouth directly, picked her up, and walked into the house.

Bailing struggled in his arms, her little fists hitting his chest, her little feet under the pink skirt kept kicking, and she cried "wuwuwu" in her mouth.

Luo Qingzhou carried her into her boudoir, closed the door, and then threw her on the bed.

Bailing lay there, immediately covering her swollen breasts, begging for mercy: "Sir, I was wrong... Don't... Don't bully me..."

Luo Qingzhou stood by the bed and said: "Sing the song you just sang in the yard for me, with the lyrics."

Bailing whimpered: "Sir, I, I don't know how to..."

Luo Qingzhou sat down on the bed, stretched out his hand, and began to untie the belt between her slender breasts.

Bailing begged hurriedly, "Son-in-law, don't... the window, the window is not closed..."

Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, then stopped and said, "Bai Ling, you are not allowed to sing this song again in the future, do you hear me? This song is not nice, next time, son-in-law will teach you a nice song about flowers, okay?"

Bai Ling nodded immediately and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

Luo Qingzhou was about to get up and leave, but he glanced at her little feet on the edge of the bed, and took her calves and took off her shoes, saying, "Bai Ling, your shoes are really beautiful."

He then threw away the shoes, and touched the pink stockings on her feet, saying, "Your stockings are also beautiful, did you make them yourself?"

Bai Ling pouted and looked at him, without struggling or speaking, the meaning of her eyes seemed to be self-evident.

Luo Qingzhou stroked his arm for a while, 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 it to you next time."

Just as he reached the door, Bailing suddenly said, "Son-in-law, what song do you want to teach me? I want a nice song!"

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while and said, "Fickle."

"Fickle?"

Bailing was stunned when he heard it, and looked at him strangely, thinking in his heart: The young lady just said he was fickle, and he wrote a song about fickleness, is he trying to defend himself?

Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat and sang a few lines: "The heart of the flower, hidden in the stamen, missed the flowering period... Your heart, forgetting the season, never easily let people understand... Why don't you hold my hand, listen to the sun and the moon sing a song together..."

Bailing opened her eyes wide.

Luo Qingzhou said, "How is it? Is it nice?"

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then carefully recalled the lyrics and melody, and said, "Uncle, what a strange song, but... it sounds like it has a different flavor. The song is also strange, without any charm, so straightforward, but it's well written."

Then she whispered, "It turns out that he's not that playboy..."

Luo Qingzhou opened the door, looked at her and said, "Just listen to your uncle, and I'll teach you more beautiful songs in the future."

Hearing this, Bai Ling shyly took off her other shoe, revealing her other slender foot in pink stockings, bit her pink lips and said, "Uncle, is this... okay?"

Luo Qingzhou's lips twitched, and he rolled his eyes at her and said, "Uncle means that you should not deliberately embarrass me in front of the eldest lady and others in the future. What are you thinking about? Is my uncle that kind of person?"

After that, he left angrily.

After walking a few steps, he stepped back, stared at her feet in pink stockings for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Put on your shoes, don't catch a cold."

After that, he left quickly and went to the back garden.

In the back garden.

Xia Chan was wearing a light green dress and practicing sword in the snow.

Miss Qin was wearing a snow-white dress and sitting in the pavilion, reading a book quietly.

There was a guqin on the table, and music scores were placed next to the guqin.

Luo Qingzhou stepped on the thick snow, entered the pavilion, and bowed, saying: "Miss."

Miss Qin still lowered her head and turned the pages of the book quietly. Her face was as cold as snow, and she seemed not to hear what he said.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her clothes and said: "Miss, it's cold outside, you are wearing a little thin, you should go back to the house to read a book."

Miss Qin still ignored him.

Luo Qingzhou was embarrassed for a moment, and stood for a while before bowing and saying, "Then I won't disturb you, Miss, if you read a book."

When he was about to leave, Bailing suddenly came out of the house and said, "Sir, you are not allowed to leave!"

Luo Qingzhou stopped and looked at her.

Bailing immediately shouted, "Chanchan, didn't you just say that you wanted to build a snowman? Can you let me help you build it? Otherwise, your little hands will be frozen."

Xia Chan put away her sword and stood under the snow-covered tree without saying a word.

Bailing immediately whispered, "Sir, Chanchan told me that she liked to build snowmen when she was a child, but unfortunately, she never built one again when she grew up, 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? Can I help you?"

Xia Chan looked behind him, and Bailing winked at her.

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She looked at the snow-white figure in the pavilion again, was stunned, and whispered: "Okay."

Luo Qingzhou looked around, walked to the corner, and said: "There is a lot of snow here, I will pile it here."

"Okay!"

Bai Ling immediately ran over happily and said crisply: "Son-in-law, how about we pile four? You, me, Chanchan, and Miss."

Luo Qingzhou squatted on the ground, digging the thick snow, and said: "One pile is enough."

Bai Ling looked at Chanchan next to him.

Xia Chan also squatted down, holding the snow with her little hands, whispering, "Four, four."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and saw that her little face was red from the cold, and said lovingly, "Okay, make four. Chanchan, you go to the pavilion, and your uncle will help you make one."

Xia Chan shook her head and made another snowman seriously.

Bai Ling whispered, "Uncle, let's make one together, so that we can be happy."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything and started to make one quickly.

There was a lot of snow in the corner.

He quickly made a snowman half a person tall, and then took something to make eyes and nose.

After finishing all of them, he helped Chanchan next to him to make one.

Bai Ling on the other side blew on her red little hands and said, "Uncle, your hands are so cold."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, quickly helped Chanchan make a snowman, and then went to help her make one.

Bai Ling rubbed her hands and went to make the fourth one.

The three of them quickly made four big snowmen.

Bailing 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. And the young lady's skirt, son-in-law made it too short."

Luo Qingzhou followed her instructions and helped the snowman in the middle lose weight very seriously and made a long skirt again.

In the pavilion, Miss Qin was looking here.

After a while.

Bailing said again: "Son-in-law, the bottom is not good-looking, make a pair of feet for the young lady. The young lady's feet are so beautiful, it's a pity not to make them."

Luo Qingzhou grabbed the snow and turned his head to look at the pavilion.

The moment he turned his head, Miss Qin lowered her head and continued to read quietly.

Bailing whispered, "Son-in-law, do you want to take a peek before you do it?"

Luo Qingzhou glared at her and said, "You can only talk, how about you do it?"

Bailing immediately raised her red little hand and said pitifully, "Son-in-law, 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 after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed a pile of snow.

Bailing giggled and jumped away, saying, "Son-in-law, it was Chanchan who put it in."

After that, with a "whoosh", she threw a snowball that had been pinched at him, and with a "pop", it just hit his face.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Bai Ling giggled, while running, she grabbed the snow from the ground, quickly kneaded it into a ball, and then called out: "Chan Chan, help me!"

Luo Qingzhou had just stood up when there was a sudden "bang" behind him, and another ball of snow fell. He turned around and saw Xia Chan hiding under a big tree not far away, revealing only half of her little face and a dark eye, peeking at him.

"Bang!"

At this time, the snowball in Bai Ling'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 kneaded it into a ball. He pretended to throw it at Xia Chan who was hiding behind the tree, but suddenly turned around and threw it behind him.

"Pah!"

The snowball just hit Bai Ling's pink and tender smiling face, and it immediately broke into pieces, and the snowflakes splashed all over her face.

"Woo..."

Bai Ling immediately wiped her face, and while running away, she grabbed the snow from the ground and continued to throw it, shouting: "Chan Chan, 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 did not dodge every time, and soon he was hit with snow foam all over his head and body, and his neck was also cold.

When he was chasing Bai Ling and throwing it, another snowball suddenly flew from behind, hitting the back of his head accurately, and then splashed into his neck.

He was confused.

Bailing was running away in front, Chanchan was hitting him on the right, how come the snowball flew from behind?

He turned his head and saw the pavilion behind him.

In the pavilion, Miss Qin still lowered her head and read a book seriously. Her flawless face was as cold as snow, and no other expression could be seen.

"Pah!"

Just as he was stunned, Bailing suddenly threw a snowball and hit him hard on the face, giggling: "Son-in-law, come and chase me!"

Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed the snow from the ground, made a snowball, chased after her directly, and stuffed it into her clothes.

"Ah!"

Bailing screamed immediately, and her neck shrank due to the cold. She squatted on the ground, reaching out to dig, and whimpered: "Good ice... bad son-in-law, it's in... it's in... Chanchan, help me get revenge."

"Pah!"

Xia Chan's snowball flew immediately and hit Luo Qingzhou's head.

Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed the snow from the ground and chased after her.

Xia Chan hurriedly ran back and forth between the flowers and trees, with a rare smile on her usually cold face.

Seeing this smile, Luo Qingzhou was happy and immediately raised the snowball in his hand and said, "Chanchan, stretch your face over here and catch the ball!"

"Yes, no."

Xia Chan continued to dodge nimbly.

Luo Qingzhou threw several snowballs in a row, all of which hit the tree.

Xia Chan started to fight back while running away.

Luo Qingzhou was chasing, and suddenly two snowballs flew from behind, hitting the back of his head.

He turned his head and saw Bai Ling entered the pavilion, grabbing the snow on the railing, looking at him with a smile.

Luo Qingzhou threw the big snowball he had just made.

Bai Ling screamed "Ah" and immediately jumped to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the snowball hit Miss Qin's pretty face behind her with a "pop" sound, and the snow foam splashed all over her face. A lot of snow foam fell down, along her collar, and fell into her fair neck...

The three of them froze in place and fell silent when they saw this scene.

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