In the evening, Hatsumeng had calculated the right time to call Fangxun, and in the afternoon she had dug up the flowers that needed to be transplanted at night, wrapped them in a towel and put them in a wooden barrel, along with some tools of shovels and scissors. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In the past few days, the cool breeze has returned to the night, and the temperature difference between day and night is quite large, and when I first dreamed of walking through the flower path, I was blown by the strong wind by the lake and my hair fluttered in front of me, and I couldn't help but sneeze and tighten my shirt.

When he arrived at the Fangxun house, Yun Cheng saw that someone close to him was coming, and he was busy asking for warmth, and the first dream asked Yun Cheng to ask Fang Xun to come out, only to see that Fang Xun was still the same robe at noon, but he changed into a pair of light soft satin embroidered boots, and the two walked side by side towards the lake.

The first dream entered the house of Fang Xun at noon.,I don't know why I was completely devoid of aura.,The words of the invitation were also dry.,I thought this plan was in vain.,Fortunately, Fang Xun is very casual.,Actually agreed to come together.,It's an unexpected joy that even the first dream didn't expect.。

The first dream was walking, but the wooden barrel in his hand was gone, and he was stunned to look left and right, but he saw that the wooden barrel was in the hand of Fang Xun, and Fang Xun stared at the petite and delicate first dream from top to bottom, and said quietly: "What are you stunned about, the flowers are waiting for you." ”

The two arrived at the lake, Fang Xun put down the barrel lightly, first dream bowed down, took out the tools one by one, and finally the flower branch wrapped in a towel, Fang Xun looked at it quietly, the towel was very soft, embroidered with an elegant dream sand with vermilion thread, gently wrapped outside, reflecting the sparkling waves sent by the lakeside lights sweeping the lake, outlining the beauty hidden inside.

"The first dream began. After the first dream finished speaking, she knelt down and turned the soil with a shovel, dug a small pit, and took out the flower branches from the towel and pruned them, the process was undoubtedly the same as the usual transplanting, but she did it very gently, and her eyes were also focused, and the lake light illuminated half of her red face, which was radiant and lush, like the hook moon in the sky.

Fang Xun also squatted down, watched from the side, admired the exquisite craftsmanship carved by her skillful hands, and reflected the turbulent waves in a trance, looking at her beautifully carved eyes and lips like a dough of powder, and felt that she was like a hibiscus out of the water is also an ingenuity.

"Transplanting needs to be done at night, if it is placed in the daytime, before planting, the root system will not eat water, and when the sun shines, it will be easy to wither. Chu Meng said while filling in the soil, "Immediately planted, Chu Meng went to fetch a bucket of water to moisten her." Chu Meng got up to look for the bucket beside him, but he was shocked to find that it was filled with water at some point, and he couldn't help but look for Fang Xun's eyes in astonishment, and Fang Xun was pursing his lips and looking at her with a light smile, his eyes were filled with vast smoke waves.

"Mr. Xie. Hatsumu whispered.

Fang Xun still looked at her with a smile and said, "Go on." ”

The first dream was already confused, but I had to scoop the water with a scoop and pour it into the roots and soil, the soil was extremely loose, and the nectar was absorbed in an instant. Chu Meng put his hand into the bucket again, took a palm of water, and flicked it between the petals with his fingers, only to see that the petals touched the water and immediately abandoned the wilting, fresh and colorful, if it was placed in the past, the first dream would be full of joy, but at this moment she did not mean to the flowers, only the light was fixed in the direction of the flower path.

"What kind of flower is this?" asked Fang Xun.

"Back to Gongzi, sand in my dreams. ”

A cool breeze blew from the orchard, secretly sending the sweet fruit honey fragrance, and also stirring up ripples on the lake, cutting the continuous ghostly light, swaying on the robes of the two, red more dreamy, plain more soft. The newly planted dream sand pole is between the two, silent but lonely and self-appreciative, Fang Xun only faintly perceives that there seems to be some mysterious light and shadow in the night sky slowly converging, fireflies are dotted, wings flutter lightly, Fang Xun is watching, looking down to see the first dream with a shallow smile, and said gently: "Childe, the firefly fairy is here." ”

Fang Xun only then went to pay attention to this flower, at this time the dream of the sand has been like the Lantern Festival node palace lamp, the whole branch is burned like a fire, only this fire is a warm yellow gardenia color, making people feel calm and down-to-earth. At that time, there are more and more fireflies that gather, and the branches can't fall, so they linger and fly near the flower branches, and the two of them stand in this smart fire, flickering and shining, as if the Milky Way stars are scattered beside them, the spring grass will be merged, the night is bright and the wind is light, there is a way to be that, the screen is suspicious of the divine fire, the curtain is like a night pearl, the light and shadow flow, also true and illusory, looking from a distance, it seems to pick up countless shadowless lights between the two, and the light is dazzling in the garden.

Yu Ru Simei was empty, Fang Xun suddenly took the first dream into his arms, the first dream was caught off guard, his forehead collided with Fang Xun's chest, Fang Xun's chest was very thick, the ups and downs of the muscles in the robe were like mountains, and it was the sultry Du Ruo incense from the placket, and this time the smell was even more intoxicating.

"Childe ......" Chu Meng broke free slightly, but was firmly pressed against her chest by Fang Xun's big palm. Fang Xun bowed slightly, buried his head in the sideburns in Chu Meng's ears, and spoke slowly, but before he could speak, the hot and humid breath of his lips and teeth made Chu Meng's whole body tremble.

I only heard Fang Xun say slowly: "Don't move, Fu Xuan is looking at us on the flower path." ”

Chu Meng's whole person suddenly went limp, and her mind was blank in surprise, she thought that the ingenious plan was seen through at a glance in Fang Xun's eyes like a child's play, but he patiently accompanied him to complete the whole scene!

"Next time, you'll be straight to me, you've come full circle. ”

Fang Xun said it lightly, still hugging her tightly, but Chu Meng's heart was violently moved, and his whole body was weak, if it wasn't for Fang Xun hugging her, she would have turned into a puddle of mud. She calculated that Fu Xuan would cross the flower path to the stove room to get tea at this moment every day, so she invited Fang Xun to come here together, and the firefly light group attracted by the sand in the dream made the meeting between the two more eye-catching, so as to arouse Fu Xuan's jealousy, so that he could take action against himself, and she never expected Fang Xun to hug herself, and the situation instantly rushed in an unexpected and unpredictable direction.

"Either you don't do it, or if you do it, you make it big. When Fang Xun said this in Chu Meng's ear, Chu Meng felt that his heartbeat did not fluctuate at all, and he was still not in a hurry or steady. Hatsumeng hesitated to push him away, but it was too late.

The wind is still, time is like a stagnant flow, the four fields in the garden only hear the chirping of insects, the silence is chilling, and in the horror, the lingering fireflies xxxxxx I don't know how long it took, only heard the shallow sentence "Okay, he's gone", let go of his arms, shook his robe, and stared at the crimson face of the first dream very plainly, the latter had bitten the corners of his lip and glared at him angrily, his beautiful eyes were full of shame, and the cheeks under his eyes were stained with a little mud from his fingertips.

Fang Xun bent his eyes, smiled gently, stretched out his fingers to rub, but asked Chu Meng to wave his arm and push away. Chu Meng took a step back, his lips and teeth trembled, his face was red, and the reflection of the water was like a green lotus spitting powder, and his eyes did not stop staring at Fang Xun for a moment, and only after a long time did he squeeze out an angry sentence: "Wang Fangxun! Are we familiar with each other? You! You are really ...... I don't know what to say!"