"You are like a warm spring breeze, rippling the waves of love in my heart; you are like a gentle cloud, capturing my passionate vision; you are like the petals covered with dew, bringing me a room of fragrance, you are like the whistle dove that crosses the blue sky, bringing me the quietness and pursuit of the soul. You are so beautiful, as beautiful as a lyric poem by Xi Murong, you are so pure, as pure as an ice-clear crystal stone.

Your beautiful and beautiful face always has a beautiful smile like spring. In your circling eyes, I can always capture your tranquility, your passion, your sensitivity, and your intelligence. If Xizi reborn, she will be ashamed of herself when she sees you, and she will have no face to see others, and she will only drown and die by jumping into the water. If Zhaojun is reborn, she will be overshadowed in front of you, and she will sigh that she can only avoid the border and will never dare to return to the Central Plains again.

When I see other girls, I will naturally think of you, and when I see you, I only feel that there is no woman in the world. When I see you, my heart is full of tenderness, so that everything is like a flower. The world is beautiful because of you, and my heart is intoxicated by you. I want to become a small river, gently flowing by you, shine your beautiful figure on the clear water, and cheerfully raise the clear waves for you; I really want to turn into a breeze, come to you quietly, gently lift your long hair like a waterfall, and sing a love song for you.

If I can have this honor, I would like to accompany you for life and accompany you all year round. In spring, I accompany you to walk gently among the blooming flowers; in summer, I accompany you to cool off and count the stars in the sky; in autumn, I accompany you to see the red maple leaves all over the mountains and fields, and feel the poetic and picturesque feeling of parking and loving the maple forest at night; in winter, I accompany you to sit next to the hot stove, telling the passion in your heart. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter wind, frost, rain and snow, no matter when and where, no matter what kind of love or scene, my heart will always be with you, and will last forever and last forever.

Please allow me to say that I love you and express the most sincere feelings in my heart. I love you, with my tears and laughter; I love you, with my arms and shoulders, and all the strength of men. White clouds float in the blue sky, and green leaves are set off by red flowers. If you want, I would like to swing the boat of love with you, shake and shake to the harbor of happiness in life." Hundreds of words can't express Wu Lai's deep love in his heart.

After school, Wu Lai secretly stuffed the love letter into Han Xue's schoolbag. When Han Xue returned home, he found out.

"I would like to swing the boat of love with you, shake it, and shake it towards the harbor of happiness in life." Han Xue, who was intoxicated in Wu Lai's love letter, did not notice that her mother was standing behind her.

"Xue'er!" After standing for a while, Han Xue's mother finally woke up Han Xue who was in sweetness.

"Ah! Mom!" Han Xue hurriedly hid the love letter behind her. "Is there anything wrong?"

Han Xue's mother smiled and said, "Don't hide, I've seen it all."

"Ah, you saw it all?" Han Xue's face turned redder, and her heart also jumped: Mom knows, what should I do.

"Is it written by Xiao Lai?"

Han Xue nodded.

"Xiao Lai is very good. I will invite him to play next time. He said he was coming. Why haven't he come after so long?" Han Xue's mother didn't talk about love letters, which surprised Han Xue.

"Aren't you angry?" Han Xue asked tentatively.

"What's so angry about you! Didn't you agree to your mom last time? Mom believes in you."

Han Xue threw herself into her mother's arms, and the relationship between the mother and daughter was sublimated again.

Han Xue invited Wu Lai to his house again and said that it was her mother's explanation. Wu Lai couldn't help but feel a little worried after hearing this. He was afraid of heaven and earth, but now he felt it was difficult to face Han Xue's mother, and he felt guilty! Seeing that Wu Lai was a little reluctant, Han Xue said unhappily: "You are like this to others. You have been to someone's house last time, so don't you go this time?" Yes, I kissed and touched, what else do you want?

Acting coquettish is a woman's trump card, and Wu Lai has no choice but to sigh: "The ugly son-in-law always wants to see her mother-in-law, I'm going to give it my best."

"What ugly son-in-law always wants to meet his mother-in-law? Who said he wants to marry you? Besides, have you met my mother? If you don't want to go, it's all right for you every time you go to my house. My mother worked hard to make some money and bought you fish and meat. My mother has never been so kind to me." Han Xue couldn't help complaining.

"Then I really won't go." Wu Lai said cautiously, afraid of offending the beauty in front of him.

"Dare you dare--" The beautiful Han girl opened her almond eyes and her hands naturally reached Wu Lai's waist, and a signature flower-pulling finger came, just like twisting a screw.

"Murder your husband!" Wu Lai shouted exaggeratedly.

"Do you go?" Han Xue stared at Wu Lai fiercely, and her body pressed step by step.

Wu Lai said with a bitter face: "Isn't it okay for me to go?" When he met the finger of the flower, Wu Lai had to beg for mercy.

"I've said it earlier, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood."
Chapter completed!