Staring at the woman's happy smile, Wanqi Shenfeng's hand holding the handle of the fan suddenly clenched. She closed her eyes and looked up at the sky, as if she had entered infinite reverie, imagining that the monster she called could fly in the sky, the monster in Xialan and the country of equality between men and women in one hour, is there really such a beautiful place in the world?

Without war, no suspicion, no calculation, such a lovely person can be nurtured. For some reason, when I saw the girl laughing so innocently, I couldn't help but curl up the corners of my lips. It was such an interesting and wonderful person.

"If such a beautiful scenery could be filled with heavy snow, it would be beautiful, right?" He put his hands behind his back, turned happily and walked backwards, and admired the beautiful man under the moonlight without blinking. Whether it was Wanqifeng or Wanqi Shenfeng, they could be regarded as the prince charming in fairy tales. If it weren't for not belonging to this place, maybe she would have relied on him, just relied on him, he was the king, and she would not fall in love with any king and tied herself up in a cocoon.

Wanqi Shenfeng saw that the girl became lively again in an instant, and her mood improved. Looking around, the moonlight made the palace wall look like daylight. He didn't understand why the girl's thinking was so weird, but nodded in agreement: "In winter, you will get what you want!"

Su Mengdie refused to comment: "Although the heavy snow is beautiful, the cold sky makes people feel unintentional to watch!"

"Do you really want to watch the snow tonight?" The man closed the folding fan, stood still, and asked playfully.

What does it mean? Could it be that she said yes, he could really turn into snow? Nodding like pounding garlic: "That's right!"

Wanqi Shenfeng stopped talking, pulled out a black silk squid from his arms, wrapped it around the girl's head, and then pulled the soft hand and turned around and strode forward.

Su Mengdie touched the blindfolded silk parfait and giggled, "Wanqi Shenfeng, I'm kidding, where does the snow come from in late spring?" Could it be that there is Dou E here?

The man still didn't reply, so he bent down and picked up the girl horizontally, grabbed a tree pole with one hand, leaped onto the beam with his toes, and saw the girl holding his clothes tightly, and chuckled. While walking like flying, he teased: "Don't worry, I won't throw you down!"

"And, I'm a conditioned reflex!" A woman stretched out her arms and enjoyed the breeze slashing across her cheeks, as if she was flying. Gradually, a faint fragrance of flowers that had never been smelled before came to her face. If it weren't for the keen sense of smell, she might have completely ignored it. Where is this? Her ears were full of songs from all kinds of insects. She knew that this was a treasure land that could cleanse people's hearts. The fragrance of grass and soil was combined, and she couldn't help but want to pull the handkerchief.

Wanqi Shenfeng quickly held the girl's little hand and smiled evilly: "Wait! I'll let you lift it and then lift it, otherwise you won't see the snow!" He said with great confidence, as if everything was in his control.

Su Mengdie felt the man leave, getting farther and farther away, holding his breath and his blood boiling. Can he really see snow? This is so exciting, the warm wind is gentle around him, which is incredible.

Wanqi Shenfeng came to a tree, raised his head and stabbed the folding fan into the belt, bent his sleeves, and made a stimulant look in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and slammed his hands hard, hitting the century-old tree with shock, then jumped up the tree quickly, rushed towards another tree, shouting: "It's OK!" After speaking, he slapped again.
Chapter completed!