Chen Dong frowned and looked at the scrap wood carving in his hand.

Confused, surprised...

Although he could not carve the girl in his memory, he was sure that he should not be pregnant.

But what was going on when I was soaked in it and finally formed such a product?

But he didn't dare to recall it.

The severe pain of the splitting headache made him frightened. In that state, even if he fainted, it turned into a luxury.

"Let's do it for now."

Chen Dong sighed helplessly, threw the wood carvings in his hand into the bonfire, and then put a bunch of scrap wood carvings beside him next to him, waiting for the flames to burn little by little.

"Dabai."

Chen Dong called out.

The male lion in the snowy area lying at the entrance of the cave shook off the lion's mane, moved its huge claws gently, and pushed a piece of flesh and blood covered with a thick layer of ice to Chen Dong.

Chen Dong used a broken knife to smash the ice layer and then roasted it on the fire.

Soon, the flesh and blood were roasted golden, with oil sizzling, and the meat smelled everywhere.

After feasting with the snowy lion, Chen Dong stretched and yawned.

He has been immersed in carving these days, and his sleep time is very short. If he fails again, his mentality has calmed down.

Although the very short sleep time is enough for him to maintain normal physical fitness, with his current weak state, necessary supplementary sleep is still essential.

Relying on the stone beside the bonfire, Chen Dong soon fell asleep.

Crack... Crack...

The flames swayed, and the burning firewood made a crisp sound.

The snow-covered lion was lying at the entrance of the cave, resisting the wind and snow, and looked back at Chen Dong from time to time.

After confirming that Chen Dong was asleep and breathing smoothly, he also lay down his head and took a nap.

In silence.

Chen Dong's brows gradually frowned, and he suddenly muttered in his dream: "Xiaoying...child..."

This dream talk was very gentle.

It's so light that it's almost negligible.

...

It's late at night and people are quiet.

The wind is cold.

The suburban airport is brightly lit.

The plane was roaring and landing, and in the airport lobby, the people waiting for the plane were drowsy, while on the other side, the people leaving the airport were in a hurry.

In the dense crowd, several figures followed the crowd and walked outward.

Three men and one woman, as they walked forward, attracted the attention of the people around them who were walking in a hurry.

"I am worthy of being the daughter of the Gu family, and I am so eye-catching everywhere I go."

Chen Daozu was wearing a suit and tie, and said with a smile.

"Uncle Chen is thinking too much, they should be Lord Kuigang."

Gu Qingting glanced at Kui Gang: "A person of such a tall person is very eye-catching everywhere he goes."

Kuigang smiled unanimously.

Chen Daozu also laughed awkwardly, but did not refute.

After all, there is a human-shaped iron tower standing in the crowd, and its attraction is indeed no less than a peerless beauties like Ancient Dragonfly.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If you are discovered, it will be difficult to deal with."

Gu Cangyue's face was cold and she said in a deep voice.

Gu Dragonfly, Chen Daozu and Kuigang also curled their smiles, walked in a hurry, and quickly followed Gu Cangyue to leave the airport.

They had long used their energy to completely hide this whereabouts.

But after all, this is in the southwest. If you act accidentally and your whereabouts are exposed, it will not be just a failure in your actions.

Once discovered by others, the Chen Gu family and the first warrior of the Huns stood together, and the four words "Taishan" were to be suppressed by Mount Tai, and then the disaster would come.

Even the Chen Gu family had to be afraid.

Tianmen Mountain Villa.

"Auntie Xiaoying, Aman wants to go to bed."

Aman rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned.

"Okay, okay, let's sleep now."

Gu Qingying smiled and rubbed Aman's hair pamperedly: "Little Aman goes to wash up first, okay?"

Aman nodded and obediently entered the bathroom.

But Gu Qingying walked to the window, closed the window tightly, and carefully supported her stomach, then returned to the bed.

"Aunt Xiaoying doesn't wash up?"

Aman walked out of the bathroom and asked in confusion.

"Auntie is so tired. I want to lie down. Aman will go to bed first."

Gu Qingying smiled slightly.

On the other side.

In the study, Old Long sat at the desk, looking at the documents attentively. There was a burning cigarette on the edge of the ash, and the smoke was curling.

Dongdong.

A knock on the door sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the study door was pushed open.

Meng Po and Fan Lu walked in.

Meng Po said: "Old Long, it's late at night, Xiaolu stewed you a nourishing soup."

"Okay, okay, I'm taking a break."

Old Long put out the cigarette butts, closed the document, picked up the soup handed over by Fan Lu and started drinking it.

Meng Po walked to the window, closed the window a little, then looked at the night sky outside, and sighed.

"This year, it's probably going to snow on the weather. It's been many years since it snowed here."

"Meng Po, don't stand in front of the window. The wind is strong and cold. Don't freeze your old body."

Old Long said with a smile.

Fan Lu looked at Meng Po, who was dressed in a generous and incompatible clothes, and was a little surprised.

For some reason, she always felt something was wrong.

But she didn't ask much.

Seeing Meng Po coming back, Fan Lu smiled: "It seems that it will snow in just a few days. The first snow must be beautiful."

"Yes, if Miss Gu can make it to the beginning of the snow, she will add a lot of good memories to her child's birthday in the future."

Meng Po responded with a smile.

"Then the old slave has to suggest to the young master and wife, and give the child a name related to snow, hahaha..."

Boss Long said with a smile, and drank the hot soup in one go in one go, then signaled Meng Po and Fan Lu to leave.

After the two left, Old Long lit another half of the cigarette that was extinguished in the ashtray and started smoking again.

Everything is as calm as usual.

Time passes.

Mr. Long worked until the early morning, then stretched and got up to completely open the half-closed window.

Taking a deep breath, the cold cold air entered the nasal cavity.

His spirit was also a little excited: "I sucked so much cigarette in one night, so the air outside should be more comfortable."

Suddenly, his eyes stern.

The study lights shone out along the window, and you could vaguely see the sky falling a little bit of snowflakes.

“It’s really snowing.”

Old Long smiled slightly, stretched his right hand out of the window, picked up a snowflake, and the hands were cold: "Snow signifies a good harvest, and the next year will be very good. If the young lady gave birth to a girl, she will be called Chen Ruixue, and the boy will be called

Chen Fengnian?"

After saying that, he laughed at himself again.

"Forget it, the name I gave me always feels a bit rustic."

Old Long shook his head and was about to retract his hand.

Love!

A sword energy suddenly slashed through the sky and barely passed by his fingertips.

Even so, the sharp sword energy still made Old Long's fingertips tingling.

"not good!"

Old Long's face changed drastically. He suddenly kicked the wall under the window with his right foot, and flew backwards with the force, and shouted angrily: "Protect the young lady!"
Chapter completed!