The T-ara beside Tang Jinyan finally achieved true integrity, and all the sister-in-law and sister-in-law were eaten up. This achievement made Tang Jinyan feel a little dreamy. In the early morning, she opened the curtains and looked outside the window with silver covered with thick white snow. Tang Jinyan even felt in a trance that it seemed like this scene in the fairy tale. Maybe this is a fairy tale?

Han Enjing walked from behind, put on a piece of clothing for him, and said softly: "Don't catch a cold."

Tang Jinyan put her hand on and murmured: "Enjing..."

"Um?"

"Recalling every bit of what I know about T-ara now, looking at today feels like dreaming."

"It's not the first day that you've decided to eat us all up. Now I'm saying this."

"It's one thing to eat all of them. I want to eat the idol group now, and I want to eat several groups. But the feeling of everyone working together to stay together forever is really something I didn't dare to imagine before. If someone told me this, I would definitely think there was something wrong with his brain."

Han Enjing looked at Piaoxue outside the window and whispered: "I didn't dare to imagine that I would be willing to do this before, but if this is a dream, I hope I will never wake up."

He paused and said, "I used to have another dream in many nights. Do you know what it is?"

“What’s it like?”

"You are not in that dream."

Tang Jinyan smiled: "Without me... I don't know how to deduce your story. If Qiu Chuji hadn't passed by Niujia Village?"

Han Enjing didn't understand this meme, looked at Xuehua in a daze, murmured: "In the world without you, we were in a slump in that matter, and stayed in a situation where everyone shouted and beaten for many years, and it seemed that we would never see the light of day. We also went to China. Chinese fans like us very much, but our roots are finally here. Chinese fans tried their best and could not change our situation. Some of them were crying, crying and they were beyond the reach of national borders, and they cried even more sad than us. I was thinking, the appearance of Chinese fans in the dream is your projection, right? If the real deduction is true, will we not even support this?"

"There will be." Tang Jinyan said with certainty: "Not netizens in every country are as weird as South Korea. Normal people will see the truth."

"Maybe...but that dream is so sad, sad for myself, and sad for the fans who have used their last strength in the wind and snow. Fortunately, when I woke up, I had you by my side, and the stinging wind and snow suddenly became romantic." Han Enjing hugged his waist from behind and murmured: "I, we, don't want to lose you. We don't know how to express it, and we can only play some blushing games with you."

Tang Jinyan turned around and lowered his head to kiss her lips. Han Enjing closed her eyes and turned to her face. Snowflakes fluttered outside the window, and pieces condensed into an eternal picture.

Park So-yeon pushed the door open and saw the scene of the two kissing themselves, tilted their heads and looked at them for a moment, and smiled slightly.

Han Enjing pushed Tang Jinyan away with some shyness, lowered her head and said, "Oni...I..."

She was obviously a good sister who could not be more mature, but at this moment she suddenly felt like she met a big wife. Park So-yeon laughed at her look, blinking her big eyes at Tang Jinyan: "Ji-yeon proposed to build a snowman, will she go together?"

Tang Jinyan and Han Enjing said in unison: "Go."

When he arrived outside the house, Quan Baolan wore a thick down jacket, and she had several layers of roundness. She rolled a snowball about the same size as her and rumbled by. Seeing them coming out, she wrinkled her nose: "Lag, what time is it!"

Judging from the size of the snowball, it has indeed been rolling for a long time. Tang Jinyan reached out and pulled her hat down, and smiled and said, "As such a big ball, do you want to pile a Li Qiuli?"

"No, this size is obviously a stupid bear." Lee Juli walked over with a slightly smaller snowball, pressed it on the big ball with a "bar" sound. The two snowballs of size were stacked together and immediately showed a bit of cuteness in their bodies and heads. Park Ji-yeon ran over with a basket, which contained a few carrots and small black coal balls.

Tang Jinyan lifted a carrot and laughed. The girls were trained by him so easily that they understood what he meant in seconds, and kicked him with several feet at the same time: "Stop being rude, this is the nose!"

"I heard that the size of the nose is directly related to the size of the words." Tang Jinyan was serious: "If this snowman was me, then I don't think I should have used such a small carrot as my nose. I should have carried a big white radish."

"Get out! Your nose may not be very big! Do you think you are Jackie Chan?" Park So-yeon snatched the carrot in his hand and inserted it into the snowman's head with a "puff".

Park Ji-yeon happily lifted two small coal balls and placed them in her eyes. The image of a snowman immediately became lifelike.

Han Enjing touched her chin for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran into the house. After a while, she took out a Christmas hat, put it on the snowman's head, and looked at Tang Jinyan with a smile: "This is you, you last night."

Park Hyomin originally took a vest to put it on for the snowman, but when he heard this, he threw the vest aside: "Since it was him last night, then don't have clothes."

"Hahaha..." The sisters all smiled: "It makes sense! In fact, no matter when he is not wearing clothes, he is the most vivid."

Tang Jinyan touched his nose without refuting, but just squatted down and scratched something on the snowman with his fingers. Unfortunately, his painting skills were obviously at the level of kindergarten, so he was so crooked that he didn't know what to draw. Park Hyomin looked at it professionally for a while and asked curiously: "What kind of abstract painting is this? The Great Wall of China?"

Tang Jinyan cleared his throat: "Since I am not wearing any clothes, of course I must have a green dragon on my body!"

Everyone laughed and said, "Is that the Qinglong? Slug, you!"

Tang Jinyan left in a panic: "I want to build a snowman, too."

Everyone smiled: "Of course we have to continue. With Tang Jinyan, how can we not have T-ara?"

The seven people were very enthusiastic about division of labor and cooperation. After a morning of struggle, there were six snowmen of different sizes around Tang Jinyan’s snowman, and three stood on both sides. The girls each claimed one, and they all put the dress they wanted to dress. Those who painted eyeliner and those who were dressed in the clothes. In the scene of joy and passion, Quan Baolan stood aside with a smile and looked at his one, without any intention of dressing up.

Tang Jinyan asked curiously: "Why don't Baolan dress up?"

Quan Baolan touched his mini snowman with satisfaction: "No matter who comes to see it, you can recognize that this is Quan Baolan at a glance."

Tang Jinyan opened his mouth, speechless.

After everyone was dressed up, everyone took a few steps back to look at it. The first time they hit the largest snowman, with a white belly with seven slugs on it. Six small snowmen with cute shapes on them were guarding the surroundings, each full of T-ara's own characteristics.

"This is Tang Jinyan and T-ara!"

After looking for it for a while, everyone nodded with satisfaction. Photography master Park Hyomin went back to the house to get the camera, "Click" as a souvenir.
Chapter completed!