Snowflakes fluttered in the dim light.

Children's spirit is not good, after dinner, but in the hall of the brocade carpet chasing and playing for a while, all show a lack of color, not long to come up to the Song Yi smile to leave, followed by their respective nannies maids back to the yard to settle down to go.

At this moment, the wide and beautifully furnished hall, only Song Yixiao and moss brocade, bells, although doing needlework, occasionally can chat a few sentences, but ...