Thirteen plum blossom beauty figures, plum blossoms, beauty figures......

The god of cloth put his hands together, flipped his wrists, pulled a flower with his fingers, and a charm fell on the plum blossom beauty picture. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This charm can be fireproof, waterproof, electricity, and lightning protection, and fully protect the beauty picture from being damaged, even if it is cut with a knife or an axe, this plum blossom beauty picture will not be damaged at all.

What's more, the god of Buzhi placed a forbidden spell on the plum blossom beauty picture, and once someone had bad intentions and wanted to steal the painting, the painting would quickly gather divine power to attack the person who stole the painting.

It can be said that the current plum blossom beauty picture is basically invincible.

It's really simple, isn't it just a painting, don't you go to God?

The god of Buzhi locked himself in the study every day, and fantasized about Su Shisan's plum blossom beauty.

Ice and snow, wrapped in silver, a plum tree pressed begonia, in this endless white world, the plum blossoms full of trees, blooming together, in an instant, the whole world is full of plum blossoms.

Under a plum tree, a woman dressed in white sat dignified at the bluestone table reading a book, her black hair was like satin, and she was scattered softly to her slender waist, like an ice and snow spirit in the snow.

White snowflakes gently fell on her long eyelashes, kissing her beautiful eyes.

Pale pink petals fluttered down, swirling in the air, and then falling leisurely down her snow-white neck.

The ghost sent the gods to the ground, and the god of Buzhi thought of a sentence: "Falling flowers into the neck is also a beautiful scenery." ”

Su 13 gently picked up the petals that fell on his neck, placed the petals in the palm of his hand, and then lightly opened his lips, and with a gentle blow, the petals suddenly flew into the sky, and then flew farther and farther.

Su 13 suddenly smiled, quiet and beautiful, and his pink lips were like flower petals, overshadowing a plum tree.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of a tree branch being trampled off in the distance, and Su 13 reflexively looked back, only to see a man dressed in green clothes with delicate eyebrows and eyes suddenly appear under a plum tree not far away.

Dressed in green clothes, quiet and stable, with a neat student head, a clear personality, a pair of black-framed glasses, and a remarkable temperament.

The man was holding a blue ** book, and his hands were slender and white, like jade and onions.

There was a faint melancholy in the slightly cyan pupils.

What a quiet beautiful man!

Su 13 was amazed, and he didn't react at all.

The man smiled suddenly, gentle and beautiful, as if a ray of sunlight suddenly cast on the ice and snow.

Su Shisan only felt that his heart was pounding, as if something was awakening unsteadily.

The man walked slowly towards her, stopped at a distance of three steps from her, and then whispered, "There is a beautiful woman under the tree, peerless and independent, looking at the city and the country." Forgive Xiaosheng for taking the liberty of asking the girl's name? ”

Su Shisan's heart beat faster, and a touch of red flew up her cheeks, making her even sweeter and lovely.

The beauty's lips opened lightly: "Thirteen, the son's name and surname?" ”

Bu Zhi Shangshen chuckled: "The name of the little student is Bu Zhi, the cloth of Bu En Shi Wei, and the heart is like the stop of water." Girl, let's walk in the snow and enjoy the plum blossoms together, okay? ”

The beauty blushed, bit her lips lightly, and finally nodded slightly.

The god of Buzhi was delighted, and the beauty enjoyed the plum blossoms while talking about books, and the two seemed to be confidants, and they both had a sense of meeting and hating each other.

Feelings are gradually born, love is agreed, and it is made in heaven.

The god finally mustered up the courage: "Thirteen, you are my beloved who is looking for her thousands of times in the crowd, I want to marry you, can you agree?" ”

The beauty was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, her beautiful eyes were surprised and happy, and finally nodded slightly.

Buzhi Shangshen was overjoyed, and picked up Su Shisan, Su Shisan, who was startled, stretched out his jade arm to wrap his arms around Buzhi Shangshen's neck.

Buzhi Shangshen hugged Su Thirteen and kept spinning, shouting while spinning: "Thirteen, I, Buzhi, have finally married you!" Finally married you! ”

, love for life.

"Smack!" A shattering sound shattered the whole picture, and Bu Zhishang was stunned for a while, and finally woke up from his fantasy.

I saw that he fell to the ground at some point, and accidentally broke the blue and white jade bottle on the table.

It turned out to be all fantasy! Buzhi Shangshen pounded the ground in annoyance, and the broken blue and white jade bottle fragments accidentally cut the back of his hand, oozing a trace of scarlet, but Buzhi Shangshen didn't know it.

The little waiter who was cleaning outside the study sighed faintly: "Alas! The gods are getting nervous again! ”

In the past few days, the gods and demons have been stunned, and they have locked themselves in the study all day long, and they always say nonsense such as "Thirteen, I want to be with you forever", "Thirteen, I wish to win your heart, and never leave the white head", "Thirteen, we will be white together" and so on.

I don't know what's wrong with the gods, if this is the case again, he has to let Taishang Laojun take a good look, but don't be taken away.

Murong Palace, Su Xiaomeng looked at the dejected Bu Zhi in the magic mirror and laughed breathlessly.

Hua Murong stroked Su Xiaomeng's back and helped her smooth her breath while saying, "Okay, don't laugh too much, beware of laughing." ”

Su Xiaomeng still couldn't stop laughing: "I didn't expect my third sister to be so charming, she actually fascinated the famous nerd Buzhi Shangshen, haha, I thought that Buzhi Shangshen was stunned, but I didn't think that he also had a crush on someone else." ”

Hua Murong was unimpressed: "Which immortal in this heavenly realm hasn't had a crush on someone else?" Isn't even the terrifying Erlang Shenjun also secretly in love with the Three Holy Mother? What's so weird? ”

Su Xiaomeng thought for a while: "Yes, just like the master, master, you are the legendary 10,000-year-old bachelor, the person in the heavenly realm who should not be in contact with romance, and you are actually ......."

Hua Murong smiled gently, and stretched out his hand to straighten Su Xiaomeng's bangs: "I don't know how I fell in love with you as a teacher." It stands to reason that how could a god with a serious appearance like a teacher like him like a god like a teacher like him like someone who has not yet grown up to be beautiful for his teacher? And that person is still a demon wastewood, like an ant, and he can easily pinch to death with a little finger for the teacher. Forget it, but that person still has a serious tendency to violence, and he will punch and kick the teacher at every turn......"

The little fox who was napping at Su Xiaomeng's feet felt the evil aura emanating from Su Xiaomeng's body, his little body shook, and ran towards the door with his tail between his legs.

A storm is coming! It's better to go out and avoid it first! Mu Rong God, you are good at doing it yourself, it flashes!

Su Xiaomeng clenched her fists and smiled brightly: "Master, you seem to be talking very cool." ”

Hua Murong was stunned and nodded seriously: "It's very cool, and it's good to complain and complain occasionally." ”

"It's a pity that you keep complaining about the object!" Su Xiaomeng waved his fist, hitting Hua Murong's left eye.

"What do you mean by not being as beautiful as you? You're so beautiful, why don't you go to heaven? ”

"Demon waste? The old lady is a waste material, how about it? There's a kind of don't you like the old lady? ”

"Violent tendencies? Is it a scolding or a love to understand? ”

"You're still complaining, do you think you're a spitting star?"

The picture is too violent and bloody, and for the sake of the physical and mental health of the majority of pronunciations, it has been mosaic...... (To be continued.) )