By the time I came to my senses, the rain outside the window had stopped, and from time to time drops of rain dripped down the eaves and soaked into the soft earth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Pooh held his dried clothes in his arms and wanted to open the door and leave.

"Dumb."

Venean paused, and secretly prayed in her heart that Artirance would keep the proud slave away from her.

Perhaps Artirance was too many light years away, her prayers didn't work, and the slave had come to her.

Song Yinan glanced at her, dragged her to the room on the second floor, and pointed at her clothes with her slender fingers, "Change it." ”

Then, the door slammed shut.

Pooh looked at the door that was thrown shut, and silently lowered his price to fifty stars, feeling that such a slave must be the most difficult slave to sell on the slave planet.

The black walls, the black quilts, the black curtains, Pooh looked depressed, her room was a pale orange wall, a silver-white quilt, and pale rose pink curtains.

After she changed her clothes, she couldn't wait to leave the second floor and go to the first floor.

Song Yinan heard the voice, his eyes swept over her, and then opened the door and walked out.

Pooh paused, then followed with both hands on the sides of her skirt.

It was dark outside, and she walked out, looking up at the blinking stars in the sky, and Pooh slowly realized that it was night.

The sky was full of stars, Song Yinan sat on a strange iron bump and hooked his hand at her, his body was long, and half straddled the iron bump inexplicably made him a little wild, well, it was like General Chacher.

However, General Chacher would look at her lovingly and smile lovingly, and then compliment her on becoming more and more of a noble daughter, without making such frivolous movements.

What a rude action it was to hook her hand, she felt that she should stand there reservedly and refuse his action wordlessly, but it was very strange, she approached step by step, and then sat behind him awkwardly under Song Yinan's impatient movements.

He put an iron-round pimple on her, which did not conform to the etiquette of the nobles, and she broke free and wanted to take it off.

Song Yinan rushed out with an iron bump, and Pooh subconsciously wrapped his hands around his strong waist.

He frowned slightly where she couldn't see, then smoothed out the mark.

Pooh had never sat on such a thing, she hugged Song Yinan tightly with both hands, and thought to herself, the vehicle of the slave star should be remade by an expert who has evaluated the risk factor, how can such a vehicle be put into use.

Perhaps, there are no such people in the slave star, it is really a poor slave star.

With the wind roaring in her ears and the noise of low-level machinery roaring in her ears, she was in no mood to 'pity' the slave star again, because there was a feeling of exuberance and freedom as if she had sprayed the most powerful growth hormone, and it was slowly taking root and growing in her heart.

She was not afraid, she opened her eyes hesitantly, her silver eyes were gilded with a layer of moonlight in the bright moonlight, and her pleasant appearance was so beautiful that she was moving.

Song Yinan's hand holding the handle tightened, his thin lips straightened, he moved the angle of the rearview mirror away, then twisted the handle, and the speed was raised one gear and galloped away along the unmanned lone road.

Pooh had gotten used to the feeling, and she slowly removed her hands and backhanded them behind her.

They were speeding along a lonely path, their silver hair fluttering in the wind, their skirts fanning back and forth, as if they were not careful, they would break free and rush into the sky.

Flanked by rapidly receding trees, and in the distance was the black silhouette of a continuous stream of Prague buildings, and she thought she liked the means of transportation, well, because they seemed real. It's really interesting.

She didn't know how long she walked, but she only saw the buildings in Prague receding and receding and receding again and again until they were completely gone.

The sound of the iron bump was extinguished, and she lifted her skirt down from the iron bump, looking at the sparkling lake in front of her, and her eyes were amazed like waves, wave after wave.

Song Yinan helped her take off her hat, and then left her alone, sitting skillfully on a small hill and taking out something from a black box.

Pooh's three great wishes for his travels have been fulfilled: the moonlight, the ancient city, and the sea.

Pooh stood by the lake, seeing that Song Yinan didn't look at her, she pressed the buckle of her shoes, and then stepped barefoot into the lake.

Because of the special material, the skirt did not float because of its light weight, but obediently swayed with the ripples on her side, and the silver texture reflected the moonlight beautifully.

There were fish in the lake, and they were not afraid of Pooh and swam back and forth beside her.

She pursed her lips and avoided them a little nervously, and the ripples swung out far away, forming one circle after another.

The barefoot contact with the gravel, rough and real, the moon is on the water level in the distance, as if you can touch it when you get closer and closer.

Lake level to calves, knees, thighs, waist and abdomen.

"Ah, ¥...... ￥#&*。 ”

Song Yinan wrapped one hand around her waist, dragged her ashore, threw her on the ground, squinted at her, and after a while, he looked at her word by word: "Can you speak?" ”

Pooh looked up at him, pursed his lips and didn't speak.

A cold smile appeared on Song Yinan's face, "Dumb, speak." ”

Without saying a word, she tugged at the hem of his clothes, and he broke free of her and walked to shore.

He stepped onto the locomotive, and the roar of the locomotive startled the birds in the silent night sky, and Pooh panicked. "Song, one, south."

She was like a baby who had just learned to speak, word by word, jerky.

Song Yinan didn't move.

The helmet blocked his expression, and she couldn't see it.

But she paused to hear the roar of the locomotive.

She rushed up and grabbed the handle of the locomotive with both hands, and repeated it word by word, "Song, one, south." ”

If Song Yinan's voice is a low cello that suddenly sounds in the deep forest, then Pooh's voice is like the soft murmur of Ateengin, the flower of the planet Artirance, who slowly blooms with the newborn sun.

Song Yinan took off his helmet, and his dark eyes crashed into her silver-white pupils.

"Dumb."

Pooh didn't know what to say, so he had to repeat it again, "Song, one, Nan." ”

Song Yinan rolled over from the locomotive, suddenly chuckled, he reached out and rubbed Pooh's still dry hair, then took off his black gloves, hung his helmet on the locomotive and walked to the small hill where he was sitting just now.

O Artirance, please forgive her, she was just rubbed by a slave, and it was not of her will.

Pooh felt that this slave was really scary, obviously he didn't like others to touch his things, he was impatient at every turn, so he was angry, but now he took the initiative to get close to him.

Looking at the slave who was hooking her hand again, Pooh felt that he had to find an opportunity to tell him what a noble and reserved girl he really was.