Dear, have you subscribed to 70% before? Ordinary climate has little impact on advanced ascetics, but for fairies with low cultivation, winter is still a difficult season.

The territory of the Broken Ping Mountains has four distinct seasons.

The end of autumn has not yet completely passed, and the entire Duanping Mountains are already freezing.

After Lu Yaoyao was carried out by her beautiful father one morning, she saw the white snow falling and realized the change of seasons.

The Ruyi brocade she was wearing was not only invulnerable and spotless, but also had the effect of keeping warm. In addition, Lu Yaoyao ate a lot of good food every day, so she didn't feel cold.

Lu Yaoyao's little mind felt that she should wear thick clothes at this time instead of showing her hands, back and bare feet.

She hugged the beautiful father's neck and said a few words. Before she finished speaking, her eyes were attracted by the back of the beautiful father.

Yao Jiuxiao stood by the lake and looked into the distance. White snowflakes were flying all over the sky, falling on her white clothes and disappearing.

He stood motionless, the biting cold wind blowing the hem of his clothes, like a dynamic ink painting, exquisite and exquisite.

Lu Yaoyao was so mesmerized that she felt that this scene was particularly attractive to her. For a long time, she tilted her head and said, "Huh?" What's wrong with her father? Why is he standing motionless in the snow?

Lu Qingyu didn't know that Yao Jiuxiao was pretending to be serious, so he didn't say anything.

Lu Yaoyao pointed her chubby paw at her father, and patted her beautiful father with her other hand, signaling him to take her over to find her father.

Lu Qingyu wanted to pretend he didn't understand, but he couldn't resist Xiao Zai's persistence and reluctantly moved over.

Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but urge, "Beauty Daddy, hurry up!"

Lu Qingyu's face turned even more disgusting.

When he was two meters away, Yao Jiuxiao, who had already noticed one big and one small approaching, turned around and looked over. He was as cold as the snow that was blowing in the winter.

Lu Yaoyao fluttered her little body, stretched out her hands towards the beauty father, and kept making childish babbling sounds, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Qingyu couldn't help but pat his squirming little butt, little bastard, why don't you see her caring about him so much?

Instead of continuing to walk over, he moved some distance away. Why did the little kid pounce on him?

Yao Jiuxiao's eyes fell on the little Zaizi, and the coldness was slightly subdued, revealing a little bit of warmth. He walked towards the little Zaizi, then took it and held it in his hands.

Lu Yaoyao stood up in her father's arms, put her chubby hands on both sides of her father's cheeks, moved forward with concern, and rubbed his forehead with her little fleshy face. Her father was not sad.

I don't know if it was because he had been outside for a long time, but his face was cold. She warmed him for a while before he felt warm again.

Yao Jiuxiao felt that the little boy might have misunderstood something. He was just meditating.

However, her soft and warm little hands and little face were pressed against his...

Yao Jiuxiao lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Lu Qingyu was extremely unhappy. He walked over, snatched the little cub over, turned around and left.

Lu Yaoyao was lying in Lu Qingyu's arms. She looked up at her beautiful father in confusion.

Why is daddy angry again?

Lu Qingyu carried the little boy into the house and placed him on the couch.

He stood in front of the couch and looked down at the little boy.

Lu Yaoyao lay on her back and looked at him.
Chapter completed!