Chapter 142 Childish

After breakfast, Su Zhenzhen felt a little bored. She didn't want to read the storybook or travelogue anymore. She happened to see the yard full of snow and her eyes rolled around.

She turned around and buried herself in Rong Jinchen's arms, her two tender arms hooked around his neck, "Husband, I want to play with building a snowman, okay?" He put down the solitary book in his hand, put his big hands around her soft waist, looked down at her, "No." Qingqing definitely didn't mean to let the servants build a snowman for her, but to build one herself.

Rong Jinchen watched her very closely. Catching a cold was no small matter, and Bai Zhi and Lu Wu didn't dare to disobey his orders. Therefore, Su Zhenzhen had no chance to play in the snow in the past few months.

Su Zhenzhen saw that there was no room for negotiation in his words and pursed her lips, "Oh, oh, oh... Why is my life so miserable? I married a husband who won't let me build a snowman, oh, oh..." She pretended to cry and rubbed her eyes, looking at him through the gaps between her fingers, her tone was so ups and downs, full of resentment and longing.

Seeing her acting like a drama queen, the man frowned in amusement, "No, what if you get sick?" Su Zhenzhen pouted, "Men can't say no, huh." She was about to make a snowman, and as she said that, she let go of the man's neck and twisted her waist to get off him.

Before she could slip away, Su Zhenzhen felt her head spin as he shifted her into a position across Rong Jinchen's lap. "Pa~" A crisp slapping sound echoed, and shame washed over her snow-white cheeks. The rosy-faced girl frowned, "You bad boy, let me go." This was too much. Even though it didn't hurt, how could he spank her?

Rong Jinchen's throat tightened, "Qingqing, I can't do it?" His hoarse and low voice was full of danger, and his eyes were fixed on the girl's blushing white neck.

The white jade carved peony pattern in the room was filled with goose pear incense, which had a sweet and pleasant smell. The warm room formed a sharp contrast with the ice and snow outside.

However, Su Zhenzhen had no mind to smell it. She was biting her lip at the moment, curling up her body to avoid the man's big hands holding her slender waist, turning around flexibly, tilting her little face towards Rong Jinchen with a flattering smile, "My husband is the best." He was so awesome, just like the male protagonist in the novel.

Then she stared outside the house, pursed her lips and said nothing, with mist in her peach blossom eyes.

After a while, Rong Jinchen saw that she was really eager to play in the snow, but he couldn't bear to see her dejected look, so he sighed in his heart and said helplessly: "Do you really want to build a snowman so much?" Forget it, as long as he is watching, just play for a while, it should be fine.

Su Zhenzhen suddenly raised her little head and smiled sweetly. She hugged his strong waist, which felt very good in her hand, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey and rubbed his neck, "Husband, you are so good." It turned out that playing the victim was effective.

Su Zhenzhen was wrapped very thickly by Rong Jinchen, and she looked like a chubby penguin, so fluffy and cute.

Rong Jinchen couldn't help but lean over and kiss her between the eyebrows, then pinched her little hand in the fox fur gloves. "Qingqing is so cute." He wanted to hold her tightly.

The girl with picturesque features had bright eyes and just smiled at the man's sweet words, "Husband, make a snowman." She hadn't made a snowman for a long time.

In the corridor outside the main house, Rong Jinchen looked at the stunning girl squatting in the yard making a snowman, and couldn't help but reveal a tender and gentle look. His soft eyebrows and eyes made him look even more handsome and tall.

Su Zhenzhen squatted down and rolled a snowman. The body was white and round, very cute. Her little face was red, "Husband, come and help me." The snowball she rolled was almost as high as the middle of her thighs. The maids helped her pile the snow in one place so that she could roll it by herself.

Rong Jinchen whispered: "Yeah." Before he finished speaking, he came in front of her and squatted down to help her roll the snowman's head.

There were some fine beads of sweat on Su Zhenzhen's forehead, her little face was flushed, and the tip of her nose was also red. She looked very cute. Rong Jinchen saw her eyes shining like stars and couldn't help but be distracted, "Husband, can you do it? Let me do it." Su Zhenzhen saw that he poked the carrot into the place where the snowman's eyes should have been, which was a bit funny.

He didn't get angry when Su Zhenzhen laughed at him. "Qingqing, teach me." He handed her the carrot. Su Zhenzhen reached out to take it, and then touched his big hand with a reddish bony joint. "Eunuch Gu, get a pair of gloves for my husband." Su Zhenzhen was a vegetable, but she still cherished her life. Gu Heng was prepared and quickly handed over the gloves.

Rong Jinchen saw that she had built a fat white snowman and let her help him put on gloves. His eyes moved slightly, "Qingqing, this snowman must be lonely here alone. I will build a husband for it." He looked at the snowman with a red silk neck and a red silk hat, and made a suggestion with some emotion.

Su Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled, "Who stopped me from making a snowman just now? Now you want to go in pairs?" The man didn't say anything. He was not afraid of Qingqing laughing at him, and Su Zhenzhen didn't stop him. Lu Wu, who was waiting beside her, brought her a cup of hot tea. She held the scalding hot tea through her fox fur gloves, blew on it, took a sip, and fed it to the man who was rolling the snowball.

Rong Jinchen looked at her with a chuckle, pursed his thin lips, and continued to roll the snowman husband. Su Zhenzhen took another sip and immediately placed the still hot tea on the rosewood tray held by Lu Wu.

She was considerate. The maids who came out to help her build a snowman all wore rabbit fur gloves and wrapped themselves in gray squirrel cloaks. After all, the temperature in the capital was now more than ten degrees below zero.

After a while, he looked at the two snowmen, one tall and the other petite, but equally round, white and fat, and smiled slightly.

Su Zhenzhen was wrapped in his black fox cloak, with only a small head sticking out, quietly admiring the two snowmen.

The maid beside her was very excited, "Your Highness and Princess are really amazing. This snowman looks very delicate. I love it very much."

"Yes, yes, the princess and His Highness are inseparable, a loving couple."

Lu Wu also said: "Only His Highness is willing to accompany our princess to build a snowman." She didn't think it was childish.

Bai Zhi was whispering something with Gu Cheng at the moment. Gu Heng showed an understanding smile, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, Princess, I have prepared ginger soup. You should go back to the room and rest." They had been playing outside for half an hour.

Rong Jinchen then realized that he had originally only intended to let Qingqing play for one incense stick, but now it had already been four.

Su Zhenzhen took his hand and said, "Husband, let's go back to the house. Eunuch Gu, you have to help take good care of the snowman of His Highness and me." The tall and handsome man held her small hand in return and replied softly, "Okay." Gu Heng bent down and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Princess. I promise that you and His Highness will be able to see them again next year." He would put the snowman in the ice storage later.

Su Zhenzhen never expected that after finally having the chance to build a snowman, the joy would turn into sorrow.