On the snowfield of the suburbs.

"Wenxi, I think falling like this could only result in the death in a foreign town!" Gu Xi lay on the ground, and somehow could not move. This was the sixth or seventh time that he had fallen into the snow with Lin Wenxi.

"You have to follow me. What can I do?" Lin Wenxi pout his lips and said.

"I thought you have learned something from Zhao Yuan!" Gu Xi said discontentedly, patting the snow foam on his heavy ...