"Just...that's what Xiao Mo said." Lan Xixi squeezed out her voice in embarrassment.
Bo Zhanye's expression remained unchanged, deep and indifferent: "What do you mean?"
Lan Xixi: "..."
Looking at his cold and handsome face and his deep eyes, she suddenly felt at a loss as to what to do and felt extremely embarrassed.
It seems that he really just answered the question about the beautiful snowman and had no other meaning at all.
In this way, it seems that she thinks too much and is too sentimental.
She said: "No, it's nothing. I'm going to accompany Xiao Mo."
Bo Zhanye watched her petite figure getting smaller and smaller in his sight, and his pale face gradually dropped, like the mist covering the top of the mountain, making it difficult to see his true emotions.
For most of the next day, Bo Xiaomo skied, took the cable car, had snowball fights... and visited almost all the entertainment facilities he could enjoy.
Lan Xixi, who is afraid of the cold and stupid, had no choice but to watch them play and act as a photographer and assistant.
Despite this, she still felt cold, with freezing hands and feet.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Bo Xiaomo experienced playing high-altitude Wi-Fi in the mountains. After having fun, he finally realized that something was not right with Lan Xixi, so he asked with concern:
"Auntie, are you feeling uncomfortable? You haven't played much today."
Bo Zhanye's eyes fell on Lan Xixi. Her face was ice-white, her nose was slightly red, and her hands were clasped together, clearly showing coldness.
"Is it cold? I'll take off my clothes and let you wear them."
He reached out and unbuttoned the button.
Lan Xixi waved her hands quickly and exhaled hot air from her mouth: "No, no, no, I'm just a little hungry. I'll warm myself up if I eat something hot."
In fact, since she gave birth to a child, her physical strength and constitution have declined significantly. She cannot stand hunger or cold, and she is like an old lady in her seventies or eighties.
But, she didn't want to accept his coat, and she didn't want him to know.
They should keep the line between them and not have any unnecessary personal involvement.
Bo Zhanye still took off his coat and put it directly on her body. Without giving her a chance to refuse, he said to Bo Xiaomo:
"After playing for so long, you should be satisfied? Shall we go back to eat now?"
"Yeah, okay." Bo Xiaomo nodded sensibly, walked over, took Lan Xixi's hand, and said:
"Auntie, let's go back and have hot pot now. You should also wear clothes. Men should take care of girls."
Lan Xixi looked at the big one and the small one, and it was hard to refuse, otherwise it would only look pretentious.
She hummed softly and led her son towards the boarding point of the sightseeing bus.
This section of the road is about 500 meters long, with tall trees on both sides and thick snow on the ground. Under the hazy sky, the scenery is majestic and the temperature is extremely cold.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is covered with ice for thousands of miles and snow is falling for thousands of miles.
Lan Xixi was afraid that her child would catch a cold: "Xiao Mo, are your shoes wet? If they are wet, you must tell Auntie, Auntie...ah!"
Before she finished speaking, her foot stepped on the air and she fell into the air with her baby.
Bo Zhanye was caught off guard and stepped forward to pull him, but the sole of his foot was completely empty and he fell down!
The world was spinning and there was a lot of noise.
Nearly five seconds later.
"Plop!" With a sound, the three of them fell to the ground, covered with snow and sand.
Bo Zhanye reacted quickly. He stood up immediately and looked at Lan Xixi and Bo Xiaomo.
Once again, the thin woman held the child tightly in her arms. She was pressed underneath, and the snow covered her hair, calves, and neck.
His eyes tightened and he stepped forward: "Xiao Mo, Lan Xixi, are you okay?"
While talking, he picked up Xiao Mo,
"Daddy, I'm fine." Bo Xiaomo replied aloud, worriedly calling Lan Xixi: