Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Mr. Mo looked at her for unknown reasons, and asked with a smirk: "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Mo glared at him, that's it. If you don't understand style, you don't understand style. As a person, you must know how to know the foot Changle. She has a like-minded husband, and the love is not vigorous, but the years are quiet.

The way people get along with each other and their living habits are different. The husband is just more restrained and not good at expressing.

Soon, a family of snowmen was piled up, white and fat snowmen, nose made of carrots, eyes made of big buttons, and mouth made of red rope.

Ling Sheng was excited like a child, circled the snowman, and finally took off his hat and put it on.

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl who was so happy that she was dancing and dancing, and smiled with her coquettish lips.

Xiao Qi saw that Mommy gave the snowman his hat, so she took off her hat and put it on her, with a serious appearance: "Mommy, watch out for colds."

Ling Sheng looked at his son with a smile, who said that his daughter is a caring little padded jacket, and so did her son. He put the hat on his down jacket over his head, patted his small face, and imitated him: "Xiao Qi Don't catch a cold."

Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo couldn't help laughing, and looked at the handsome man standing next to them with a gentle face. This was looking at the two children. Mrs. Jun was too cute.

Mo An'an pulled Xiao Qi and whispered: "Xiao Qi, shall we have a snowball fight? Have you ever played a snowball fight?"

Xiao Qi has never played snowball fights. He even made snowmen for the first time. In the past, it didn’t snow at home in winter. It was the first time he saw snow. He could make snowmen with Mommy and Uncle Jun. He is already very happy.

"What are you two whispering?" Ling Sheng played and became an older child, squatting next to them and asking.

Mo Anan raised her hand, smiling on her small face, soliciting her advice: "Auntie, let's have a snowball fight!"

Ling Sheng pondered for a moment, then looked at several other people, especially Jun Shiyan, with a cute smile and a soft and sweet voice: "Can you?"

Emma, ​​just her words, coupled with her cute expression, make people's hearts cute, yes, yes, give you all your hearts, okay!

Six people, just a family of three, are playing snowball fights.

Jun Shiyan guarded the two children, one big and one young, for fear that they would be hit.

Ling Sheng hadn't had such a good time for a long time, laughing loudly and dodge happily, pulling his son to dodge from left to right, and if he couldn't escape, he hid directly behind Jun Shiyan and attacked the enemy.

On the opposite side, Mr. Mo was guarding his wife and daughter in front to prevent them from being hit by the snowball, which basically hit him.

Two big men played with his wife and children, and Mr. Mo was beaten with snow all over his body.

Jun Shiyan is still very flexible. As long as he has the heart, he will never be hit. The hit was accidentally injured by his own baby, one big and one young.

"San Ye, left, left!" Ling Sheng watched the snowball on the opposite side fly over, screaming to make Jun Shiyan avoid him. He paused when he saw the snowball hit his forehead, and Xue had a face , Pointing at him unkindly and sneered: "Let you go to the left, what do you do to the right."

Xiao Qi is a boy, so he doesn't want to hide behind the adults all the time, so he throws joy when he can't see him, and rushes directly to the enemy camp.