The sky is getting dark, and the mountain birds return to the forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere was a thunderstorm half an hour ago, and the heat dropped a little.

Twilight leaves a balcony in the Curie, and the twilight sits on the railing. The arms rested on the railing, the large purple shirt hung outside, and the evening breeze blew and howled. The outside is gray and gloomy, and the scenery in the courtyard gradually recedes from the gorgeous clothes, appearing lonely and empty.

Someone approached behind him, walking lightly. Sitting down across from the twilight, his fingers fiddling with the leaves on the branches that reached into the balcony, he spoke for a long time, "You're worried. ”

Very affirmative tone.

The twilight sun hooked the corners of her lips, Zhuang Jian has always been silent, but she can always say it.

"Yes, a man's faith never predicts the end. ”

"You're asking too much. Zhuang Jin didn't look at the expression on her face, and spoke to herself, and her words were concise.

Twilight didn't answer, only staring at the farthest place, staring at the darkness.

"If you have too much hope, you can't help but be afraid of disappointment. Why bother......" There was a hoarse sigh in the air, Zhuang Jin's expression was awe-inspiring, and his mind instantly became highly concentrated. The martial arts of the person who came were not weak, and I was afraid that the light skills were above her, and she didn't even notice it when she was hiding nearby.

Twilight laughed.

Then I heard the man say, "Twilight beauty, I said that you should bow your head once in a while, and it is better to be soft." Women are too arrogant, too competitive, be careful not to get married!"

As the sound fell, a lithe figure slowly fell from the sky, the staggered branches and leaves obscuring his face. Then I saw him tap on his tiptoes, and one flew into the balcony.

Under the backlight and backlight, the soft and handsome silhouette of the visitor can be faintly seen, and only a colorful cloud shirt is particularly eye-catching. The sleeves of his wide robe swept towards Zhuang Jin, and he muttered dissatisfiedly: "The position next to Du'er can only be mine, when will it be your turn!"

The sleeves of the robe were not touched, Zhuang Jin's feet swirled, and he cleverly dodged it, and happened to see the pair of narrow peach blossom eyes, with deep eyes and a little evil spirit.

"Mu Qingfeng. She stood still, affirming the name of the person who had come out.

This person is known in the rivers and lakes as "the amorous son and unintentional gentleman who keeps people without invitation, and who is merciless and careless", Mu Qingfeng. To put it bluntly, he is a despised flower thief. However, he calls himself a "big thief", specializing in picking flowers and stealing the hearts of beauties.

There is a storyteller in the teahouse, who commented that he is unruly, lazy and slow, and lustful like life, and regards women in the world as confidants. But all the women he fancies, both soft and hard, and in the end, all of them fall into those casual and careless sweet words. The world is so big, he is merciful everywhere, and he forgets it overnight. And the amazing thing is that those women are all willing, and they regard abandonment as waiting, and the government has nothing to do with such "you love me".

Some people say that he is like water, clear and clear, without a background, and you can see through the lewd and evil spirit in your bones at a glance. Some people also say that he is a mystery, seemingly clear but surrounded by layers of thick fog, no one knows his martial arts skills, just because he has very few tricks with others, almost no one has seen it, not to mention who knows what school he is from. The only thing I know is that he has a unique light skill, coming and going like the wind, ranking second in the list of light skills in the rivers and lakes. There was once a chivalrous warrior who threatened to eliminate harm for the people, but he was out of nowhere, and only the part of being played all the way was left.

Mu Qingfeng didn't expect to be recognized so quickly, and was slightly surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"You are a beauty, but you are too cold, I have no love, master. He directly ignored the ice-like eyes beside him, and swept the place where Zhuang Hibiscus had sat with his sleeve before sitting down contentedly.

"Twilight, you're not very enthusiastic about me, if you become like her, I won't follow it!" Yu Guang glanced at the ice beauty in his mouth with disgust, and Mu Qingfeng moved forward like a coquettish one, approaching Twilight, intending to rub into her arms.

Twilight was a little funny, Jinpa covered his lips to hide his smile, his eyes were aimed at the pair of peach blossom eyes that were full of three points of evil energy, the tails of his eyes were long and narrow, and his eyes were clear and bright.

"Are you willing to come back?" she withdrew, raised her hand to push away the head in front of her, and leaned back quietly.

"Where's it?" I can't wait to come back every day, not because I'm afraid of ......" He suddenly paused, carefully looked at Twilight's face, and saw that her expression was as usual, so he tilted his head and quickly changed the topic, "Los Angeles is all beautiful, and beauty is beautiful, but there is always a little bit of charm, and after a long time, I feel bored." ”

But there was a sigh in my heart.

I think he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid that the twilight will ignore him.

Once he was very poetic in a dream, and got the sentence "The garden is full of spring scenery, except for one person is not a flower", and he couldn't help but have a toothache after waking up.

It's embarrassing, isn't it? But he just made a mistake and went up again and again. He felt that his situation was very appropriate to describe it with the words "sweet" written in the love letter to him by a certain girl in Los Angeles!

"Twilight, I miss you, I miss you so much. Do you want to be a little Qingqing?" he smiled narrowly, the corner of his right lip was raised, and his hand was coquettishly tugging at the sleeve of Twilight's shirt, and his eyes were full of cautious anticipation.

Men can't stand being coquettish. Zhuang Jin couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly left before Mu Qingfeng said anything more disgusting.

"Come less!" Twilight asked, surprised by his disgusting appearance, "How is Ling Meiren?"

"If a woman is too smart, she will have a lot less fun!" Mu Qingfeng raised his face, expressing his unhappiness. Seeing that Twilight was speechless, she was about to get up and leave, and hurriedly pulled her with a smile on her face, "However, I know that Twilight understands me." Then he laughed to himself.

"As you think in your heart, I am indeed returning to Jindu City for Ling Meicai. There is no wind in the land, Ling Yuelou is rising, there is suddenly an extra person on the list of rivers and lakes, and the fame has spread far and wide to Los Angeles, thousands of miles away, it is difficult not to be curious!"

"I'll go to Lingyue Tower and take a look......" He coughed weakly when he suddenly received a suspicious look from Twilight. Well, he admitted, not "Shicai", he had been in Lingyue Tower for three days.

"Well, that Ling beauty does have the appearance of a sinking fish and a wild goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon, but ......" Mu Qingfeng deliberately dragged out his voice, and when he saw that he had successfully attracted the curious eyes of Dusk, he said, "But it is still not as good as Dui'er's ten thousand styles to win my heart." Come-let the little master have one!" gestured and threw himself towards the twilight sun with his arms outstretched.

Twilight dodged slightly, dodging it, and walked down the stairs on its own. Ignoring the people behind him, he jumped unwillingly.

"Eh, eh. Don't go, you're not done yet. ”

“…… Twilight, I'm hungry. ”

"Come to the answering house. ”

The voice of the twilight sun came through the fading twilight.

He stood on the balcony and stared silently.

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PS: [Mu Qingfeng Profile]

Age: 23 years old

Commonly worn clothing: colorful cloud shirts

Desk identity: a famous flower thief in the rivers and lakes, a die-hard fan of Twilight

Verdict: Life is a lover, and the Yellow Spring falls for the poor and the poor (the longest judgment, there is no one)