Bab 619: 621, Grinding Ink (second update)

Duanmu Zhe could only quietly sigh in his heart.

It seems the road ahead is still very long.

Mo Qingyi snapped back to reality at his words and slapped him, "You're the pig!"

Such a Duanmu Zhe!

She had thought his words had another meaning, but it turned out he was calling her a pig!

She was angry and at the same time, somewhat disappointed.

"Let's build a snowman, build a snowman." Duanmu Zhe squatted down to roll a snowball, trying to divert Mo Qingyi's attention.

Over there, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan's snowman was already complete.

It was...

Um, sort of hard to look at.

It was hard to imagine that a snowman built with the cooperation of two capable people could end up... so ugly!

"Does it look good?" Chu Jin picked up a carrot as the snowman's nose and looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

To themselves, any snowman they created was beautiful, no matter how others might see it as ugly; to Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin, it was unparalleled in beauty.