"It's only ten days before the concert, and I still have to do this kind of moth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Do you think we can succeed?" Luo Huan walked on the natural berm of Mirror Lake City, and Qi Mengying was the only one by his side.

The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister Yueya said that we are very talented, and you should have a little more confidence in yourself." You know, we're here as special guests. By the way, think about it, what should we call this group?"

Luo Huan looked back at the girl in some surprise: "Actually let me think of a name?"

At this time, half of the sunset has already fallen into the sea, like a bloody remnant of the sun, as if floating on the vast sea.

Through the afterglow of the setting sun, he only felt that Qi Mengying's eyes were also dyed with a layer of seductive red. The smile on the girl's lips made his heart beat faster: "I don't read much, aren't you afraid that I will deal with things by making random names?"

"Will you?" Qi Mengying asked rhetorically.

Luo Huan thought about it, and he pondered for a long time: "The Gang of Four is definitely not good, and the three musketeers are barely strong." Well, it sounds like some smash hit band. ”

Qi Mengying's eyes flickered: "The other side, the band, I do know that the Buddhists have the saying that the other side of the flower, including the Sanskrit phrase Prajnabharomi, which translates to the wisdom of reaching the other side." Are you planning to become a monk?"

"Monk?" Luo Huan imagined the appearance of his bald head and robe, and felt a little meaningful in his heart: "Why do you say monks, I feel as if I have been engaged in this industry." Could it be that this is what others call Su Hui?"

Qi Mengying's eyes were round: "You don't really want to be a monk, do you?" As she spoke, her voice also lowered: "If you become a monk, what should I do?"

"It's extremely easy to do" Luo Huan clasped his hands together, and he bowed to Qi Mengying: "Amitabha, female donor, please go back." The closer the poor monk is to you, the farther away you are from the Buddha. ”

Qi Mengying pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, and she turned around a little angrily: "Your jokes are not funny at all." ”

"Amitabha," Luo Huan proclaimed the Buddha's name, with a righteous face: "Although the poor monk breaks his vows to eat meat and drink wine, play slosh, get close to women, and move his heart, the poor monk knows in his heart that the poor monk is a good monk." ”

"Faceless and skinless flamboyant tongue, I really don't know what I like about you. Qi Mengying finally turned her anger into joy.

The two sat down on the reef by the natural seawall, and Luo Huan looked at the sea under his feet: "There is not even a beach here, and I can't find a place to swim if I want to." ”

Qi Mengying said with a smile: "The coastline outside Mirror Lake City is basically a vertical and steep deep water area. If you want to swim, you have to go seven kilometers west and there is a beach. When it's hotter, I'll take you for a swim. ”

"It's not good, I'm afraid I'll swim to the elven realm opposite," Luo Huan said seriously: "Then it will really become the band on the other side." ”

After enjoying the sunset by the sea, the two returned to Mirror Lake City.

Walking side by side with his lover in the bustling Mirror Lake City, Luo Huan felt like he was back on earth. If it weren't for the fact that he had two guns in his armpit holster and the ice and fire meteors in his body still spinning, he would have thought he was on Earth.

"Sir, buy a flower for my sister," said a little girl who ran up to him with a basket in her hand, "and they are all fresh roses that were picked today, and the leaves are still covered with dew." Just one silver lattice one. ”

Seeing the little girl's black and white eyes, Luo Huan unconsciously took a step back: "Okay, I bought all your roses." Are you sure it's dark and there's still dew? I wonder where your roses are fresh?"

Luo Huan took out ten silver grids and handed them to a little girl, and took a bouquet of flowers and sent it to Qi Mengying: "My dear, may you be more beautiful than flowers." ”

"Thank you," Qi Mengying took the bouquet a little shyly.

It wasn't that there was no gentleman who sent her flowers before.

But after she received the flower, without exception, she would ask, "If I throw the flower out like this, guess how many shots I can shoot the flower before it hits the ground?"

Hearing that she was going to pull out a gun, the gentlemen would obediently slip away, including Ming Fengyang.

It's just that today's bouquet of flowers, Qi Mengying is not only reluctant to throw it out as a target, but also has the idea of keeping it permanently.

"I suddenly noticed a problem. Seeing the relieved expression on Luo Huan's face, Qi Mengying couldn't help but ask her own questions: "You seem to be very resistant to the little girl who is five or six years old, the little girl who sold flowers just now scared you so much that she took a step back." ”

"What the hell are you afraid of?"

Luo Huan laughed dryly, and he was still arguing to himself: "No, I'm not afraid?"

The girl stood beside him with a bouquet of flowers, her eyes full of disbelief: "Are you really not afraid? Do you want me to call that little girl back again, I just saw her enter the flower shop by the roadside." ”

"No, not really. I'm just a little bit of a child. Luo Huan hurriedly begged for mercy, and a look of shame appeared on his face, as if it was an unspeakable childhood past.

Qi Mengying said with a suspicious face: "You shouldn't be bullied by a five or six-year-old girl, right?"

Luo Huan had an embarrassed expression, and he nodded reluctantly: "That's it." ”

"Tell me what's going on?" the girl's eyes were full of little stars, and her face was full of curiosity.

Luo Huan took a deep breath: "From the bottom of my heart, I hate five or six-year-old girls. It started with an incident that happened to me when I was in first grade. ”

"Because the school is so far from my home, every time I walk to school, I pass by the best kindergarten in Tagakure City. ”

"There is a very beautiful little girl in the kindergarten. Whenever she was seen, she always sat alone on the top of the high slide, as if it were the Empress's throne. ”

Qi Mengying's tone was a little sour: "Your first love came so early, how old were you when you were in the first grade, and you had your first love so soon?"

"Where do you think of it?" Luo Huan said helplessly: "Have you ever seen whose first love will become a shadow in your heart?" Besides, if I really want to be so precocious, the children in your belly are three months old? Okay, don't interject, listen to what I say. ”

was embarrassed by Luo Huan's unintentional truth, which made Qi Mengying embarrassed: "Continue to tell your story, don't climb on me." ”

"On that day, I successfully joined the Young Pioneers. At that time, I was wearing a red scarf and happily walking home, passing by the kindergarten. I saw that very beautiful little Lori standing by the fence of the kindergarten, and I couldn't help but make a joke and tease her when I was impulsive. ”

As a result, she beat her face and nose to the point that her face was blue and swollen, and even the red scarf was snatched away by her. The most infuriating thing is that she even told me that the glory of the red scarf is only deserved by the strong. When to win the fight, when to take the red scarf back. ”

Qi Mengying's beautiful eyes turned: "What was the result?

Luo Huan shook his head dejectedly: "How can I win against her?" The thumb-thick iron fence, she bends as soon as she pulls it. With one hand, he dragged me into the grass in the kindergarten, pressed me to the ground, crackled and beat me. If it weren't for her mercy, I guess my life would have been lost. ”

"Since then, I will have deep fears for little girls who are five or six years old. ”

Qi Mengying asked thoughtfully: "What kind of joke did you make with her? Let her grab you and beat you unrelentingly, do you let her call your brother, or let her call your husband?"

"Neither," Luo Huan muttered with palpitations: "I don't know which tendon I was wrong at that time, and the ghost sent a word to her, good girl, don't you call me Dad?"

Qi Mengying burst out with a suppressed chuckle: "Hahahaha, you deserve it, who let you take advantage of the occasion indiscriminately?"

"I'm already embarrassed, can't you save me some face?" Luo Huan complained quietly.

The two of them walked farther and farther along the road, dragging two long shadows under the street lamp.

After the two left, a man suddenly emerged from the corner of the road.

He looked at the direction of Luo Huan's departure and sneered: "Haha, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it." Now that you know your weaknesses, it's time to lay out your weaknesses. ”