Just for fun [entertainment circle]

When you wake up, it will be Christmas. This festival is a grand festival in Europe. Although it has also become popular in Asia in recent years, the scale and atmosphere are still incomparable.

For example, Song You didn't know what to do at Christmas here. In previous years, Cathy arranged some things for her to enjoy.

Don't look at Cathy, this woman's craftsmanship is amazing, the Christmas dinner she cooked is really amazing, and her brother Eric's Chinese food is much better than outside restaurants.

Thinking about it this way, Song You was still a little melancholy. She won't be able to eat a big meal this year, and she doesn't know how to cook. Seeing how young master Quan Zhilong looks... definitely won't either.

She was thinking of Cathy when Cathy's phone call came.

"Are you really not coming back?" Cathy cut straight to the point as soon as she connected.

Song sighed again: "Cathy, what a pity, you won't be able to taste your craft with me this year."

"It's okay, I have Eugene." Cathy smiled.

Song was startled again: "Okay, okay, can Eugene compare with me? Can he blow your rainbow fart in a fancy way?"

Cathy: "Oh, he really doesn't, he just says 'Honey, you did a great job'."

Song You: ...

"But I'm really not used to it, can you have a decent Christmas over there?" Cathy asked, she still didn't want Song to come back disappointed in such a festival.

Song You: "Well...probably, in fact, I don't know very well."

"But it doesn't matter. I will go home to celebrate the New Year soon. For me, that is the real festival that must be spent well." Song You said.

Cathy spread her hands: "OK, it's Chinese New Year in Huaguo, when will you come back? Can it be before New Year's Eve? Every New Year's Eve must be with you to count as New Year's Eve."

Song smiled again: "If you are willing to supply me with Christmas dinner that day, then I will consider it."

"Cut." Cathy laughed: "All right, all right, I'll make it up for you."

Song got up again and opened the curtains, his eyes were blindingly white.

"It's snowing." Song You said softly, "I'm dead, I have to go to eat."

Cathy held the phone a little melancholy, then looked at her brother next to her, she seemed to sigh: "Eric, stop listening, she won't be back soon."

Eric shook the newspaper twice: "I know."

Cathy was speechless, could you please put away the disappointed expression and put it on again?

Quan Zhilong has no obsession with celebrating Christmas. Having such a big Christmas tree at home is already very festive, but now Song is here.

For so many years abroad, she should have valued such festivals more, and there is nothing special to say.

Quan Zhilong is very energetic now, and after confirming Song You's deceitful mouth, he became excited. He is very willing to use tricks to hand over what he has learned all his life to make Song You really fall in love with him, not for anything else, not for steamed buns. , he was indeed a little angry, but Song You's lie.

So Quan Zhilong started to prepare, and it was the meticulous one. He called one by one to make arrangements and confirm that everything a woman likes should be the same, but the favorite thing should be surprises, right?

When the two met in the living room, Song smiled again: "Merry Christmas, Quanzhilongxi."

Quan Zhilong was about to feed Iye with cat food, when she turned her head and smiled, "You too."

He settled iye in twos and twos, and came to Song You who was eating fruit on a fork: "Are you hungry? I prepared some breakfast."

Before she could say anything, Quan Zhilong coughed twice as if a little shy: "Well... it may be relatively simple, I'm not very good at cooking..."

Song narrowed his eyes again and smiled: "I'm hungry~"

Then I saw the rice cooked by Quan Zhilong, um, it is indeed a simple meal, a few ingredients that do not need to be cooked are sandwiched in the sandwich, two poached eggs are fried, and two cups of hot milk are on the side.

The only thing that displeased Song You was that she saw the vile tomato slices in the sandwich, she really hated tomatoes.

The two sat down, and Quan Zhilong looked at Song You expectantly, wanting to hear her evaluation after eating.

With Quan Zhilong's small eyes, Song didn't intend to force himself, so he didn't want to eat tomatoes, okay?

She wrinkled her face and pulled out the tomato, coquettishly: "Ah~~~ I hate this~"

At the beginning, Quan Zhilong was still a little worried when he saw her expression, so he felt relieved, and he stretched out a fork to fork away the tomato that Song You had thrown away, and said in a doting tone, "Hey Yigu, is it a child? Why are you still here?" So picky?"

Song took another bite of the sandwich. It tasted good, and it wouldn't taste bad no matter how it should be done.

Seeing Quan Zhilong's actions, she felt a little strange.This guy doesn't really like himself, does he?What is this behavior, this tone of voice?It's not a serious relationship, how is he willing to eat what he left out?

"It's delicious~" But it doesn't matter, Song has to do what he should do before saying: "Are you a kitchen genius? I want to eat Ouba's cooking every day~"

Quan Zhilong remembered the scene where he smashed the garlic, he couldn't help laughing out loud, decided not to tell her the truth, but started boasting: "Well, it's okay, in fact, Ouba is also a master at cooking noodles .”

Song You didn't believe it at all, but his eyes lit up, and he almost applauded like a seal: "Woo~ Really?"

Although she didn't say much, there were three big characters clearly written in her eyes: "Okay! Looking forward to it! Waiting!"

Quan Zhilong is a little swollen and guilty, um... It seems that he has to go to Yongpei to learn some skills, and he can't just let it go.

After eating, the two of them lay down comfortably at home. Song looked at the snow outside and felt itchy. She poked Quan Zhilong next to her with her elbow: "Do you want to go down and play in the snow?"

Quan Zhilong held back his smile and cooperated with her very much: "Well, I want to go."

"Then let's go! I'll take you there!" Song stood up again, laughing like a flower.

After the two of them changed their clothes, Quan Zhilong stopped Song You who was about to go out, and pulled her hand to help her put on the gloves. His words were reproachful but his tone was full of affection: "Why don't you wear gloves when you go down to play in the snow? What about frostbite?" manage?"

Naturally, Quan Zhilong's own gloves were worn for her. Her hands were so small that the glove left a long length, so she looked very cute.

Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and smiled, wrapped her hand in his own: "Let's go."

Song felt that he was suddenly caring a lot, and he should have been moved, but it was all useless caring!

Can Quan Zhilong afford it?Is it because she is afraid that she will not be able to beat her in a snowball fight later?I just want to use this to tie her hands!Ah, what a deep scheming!

Quan Zhilong really never expected that the only one touched by his thoughtfulness... was himself.

The residents in this community are either rich or expensive, either they are top stars like Quan Zhilong, or they are rich bigwigs, so it doesn't mean that there is no benefit.

For example, now, except for the two of them, no one comes down to play in the snow.

The small open-air playground in the community, such a large piece of snow belongs to them.

Song let go of Quan Zhilong's hand again, and ran over in a bumpy manner. She chose a geomantic treasure and prepared to start building a snowman.

Quan Zhilong followed her, seeing only a string of her small footprints on the snow-covered ground inexplicably dazed, to be honest, how many years has he not done such a thing as playing with snow?

In fact, Song You is not very rare to see snow. When she was in China, she was in the north. There is no shortage of snow in winter in the north, and neither is Paris, but such a beautiful view does not prevent her from watching it every time.

She plays in the snow every year. At home, she plays with her grandma and watches, but abroad, she plays with Cathy.

Song You was rolling the snowball, trying to get out of his body, Quan Zhilong tried to help.

Song You looked at his bewildered look and knew that this man must have never played in the snow.

Song You, an expert in snow play, suddenly felt proud. She said, "Quan Zhilongxi, shall I teach you how to make a snowman?"

Quan Zhilong was amused to hear her smug voice, he snorted: "I don't need to teach, what about snowmen, who knows how to make snowmen?"

He clenched his fists, as if to cheer himself up in a low voice: "I will, of course I will."

Song was a little bit so cute by his appearance, she laughed out loud: "Then let's compare who is better?"

Bibibi, two naive ghosts are actually in this icy and snowy world... better than someone else's snowman.

Song is a veteran again, everything is going smoothly, and Quan Zhilong's stumbling is also a bit decent.

Finally, a prototype came out, and Quan Zhilong was satisfied, when he felt a cold spherical object hit his head.

He looked at where he came from in a daze, and saw Song You holding a bunch of large and small snowballs in his arms, watching him turn his head and throw another one on him unceremoniously.

The snowball shattered when it hit Quan Zhilong, and his black coat was stained with snow.

"Oh, maybe Quan Zhilongxi doesn't know yet? This is our custom, and we can disturb it when we see that the opponents are about the same." Song looked at him again and smiled, and smashed another one.

Quan Zhilong was still a little stunned: "Where is this custom?"

"Oh, it's the custom between me and Cathy." Song replied again.

Quan Zhilong was speechless, he also laughed, and began to squat down and rub snowballs: "That means, I can also smash Song You's?"

As soon as she said this, the snowballs in Song You's words were thrown one by one, and her arrogant words floated: "Come if you can hit it."

Quan Zhilong was a little embarrassed when he was hit, but the smile on his face didn't stop: "Ah, I warn you not to go too far, you will be finished when Ouba's snowball takes shape."

Song You didn't listen at all, such a one-sided smashing was so much fun, she still felt a little disdainful, why was Quan Zhilong so slow in making a snowball!

When she leaned over to see her, she was stunned, and she said in a daze: "This...isn't it going to hit me?"

Quan Zhilong smiled sadly, and got up holding the snowball that was bigger than the snowman he made: "If you beg for mercy at this time..."

"I was wrong! I love you~ Song You confessed quickly.

Quan Zhilong laughed: "You broke your throat and no one came to save you!"

Saying that he was really going to hit him, Song screamed and ran away: "Ah! Ha Ji! Quan Zhilong!"

The two chased after each other, but Quan Zhilong didn't dare to chase her hard, for fear that she would fall, but it didn't prevent him from threatening: "Ah! If I catch you, I'll die!"

"Ah! Quan Zhilong! I was wrong, I was wrong!" Song You was really happy, but he was afraid and felt funny: "Hahahahahaha, you are crazy! Why are you making such a big deal!"

"Ah, Song You, do you dare to stop?" Quan Zhilong said.

Song saw that he had been unable to catch up with him, so he uttered nonsense: "Then you are catching up with me?"

Her tone was too beating, Quan Zhilong put down the snowball and silently recharged his strength, Song You was about to turn his head to see where he was, when he bumped into a warm embrace in this icy and snowy world.

Song was taken aback again, Quan Zhilong said with a laughing voice, "Well, I have caught up, how are you going to beg for mercy?"

No matter how much they begged for mercy, it didn't work, and the two of them were exhausted after arguing for a while, but I have to say that they were really happy.

Song You breathed out and lay down on the snow. Quan Zhilong felt a little moved when he saw her, and he also lay down slowly next to her.

There is cool snow under the body, but the body is very hot. Playing with snow can really bring a lot of happiness, as if there is a feeling of returning to innocence?Moreover, the distance with Song You was much closer.

"Oh, it's really been a long time since I played in the snow." Quan Zhilong was a little disappointed: "After debuting, there are very few opportunities to play like this."

Song You suddenly turned sideways to look at him, Quan Zhilong was a little puzzled what happened to her all of a sudden.

In doubt, she smiled brightly: "Quan Zhilong, being a big star is so tiring, why don't you follow me all over the rivers and see all the scenery in the world?"

The last words were a little frivolous, and she quietly approached Xianbao and said, "In the future, Nuna will take you to play in the snow!"

Quan Zhilong's heart skipped a beat, her hair and eyelashes were stained with snow, her nose was frozen red, but her lips were moist, such a smile made Quan Zhilong a little dazed, really, like What about snow elves?

He reached out to caress her face, pulled her neck with one hand and let her go down, he couldn't help but want to kiss her lips, and when he touched her, he licked and cared gently.

Song heard his soft voice again: "Okay."

Quan Zhilong also heard it, but what he heard was not this, he heard his own strong heartbeat, and he seemed to hear whispers as well.

Song You, I seem to be a little moved.