there are more than a hundred fat snowballs quietly in the grass, with pink three-lobed mouths and occasionally shaking long ears that reveal pink. The little apple squeezed between them with its head held high and found its own place.,when he thought of this, Wei Wuyan discovered that he had never noticed whether the little apple was a woman or a beard. So I couldn't help looking over there. But before he looked at it carefully, he suddenly listened to the news and looked back.,the girl blushed and looked at Wei Wuyan, stunned, not knowing what to say. Wei Wu squinted with admiration and vaguely felt that her face was familiar. For a moment, I suddenly remembered, isn't this the round-faced girl he met on the road just after he came out of Mojiazhuang and hastened to meet her in Dafanshan。