"Peach Blossoms"

In a certain year and a certain month, a mountain villa, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

Today is a good day for bathing and abstinence.

Jun Mu Bai soaked in the white jade pool hot spring that can accommodate one person to close his eyes and recuperate, there is a hundred-year-old peach blossom tree in the upper left corner of the hot spring, the breeze blows slightly, and the falling flowers are colorful. There is a pair of covetous eyes behind the peach blossom tree, looking at Jun Mu's delicate facial features as white as jade carvings, slender neck, and broad arms. The long black hair is scattered in the water at will, and the colors in the pink peach blossom pond are contrasting, which is simply a picture of a peach blossom beautiful man bathing.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Wushuang came lightly to the edge of the white jade pool. A quarter of an hour later, Jun Mubai couldn't help but say loudly: "What are you going to do?"

Seeing Luo Wushuang lying obscenely on the Baiyuchi Hot Spring to catch flower petals, she snorted as if she wondered why Jun Mubai knew what she was doing, and said, "I want to pick up some petals and go back to the bath." ”

Jun Mubai said helplessly: "Can you go to a place other than the pool to pick up?"

"If you pick it up from the pool, you don't have to wash it again." Luo Wushuang played a scoundrel.

Jun Mubai paused, "If you choose again, Mubai's innocence will not be guaranteed." ”

Luo Wushuang smiled and said, "It's okay, I won't be upset." ”

Jun Mubai choked when she heard this, this girl had no perception, and there were no emotional ups and downs. But every day he teased him under the banner of 'I want to regain my emotional sense'.

Jun Mubai sighed, and his luck slapped towards the peach blossom tree. The palm wind was fierce, and the peach blossom tree seemed to be swaying as if countless people were holding it, and it rained a peach blossom rain.

Luo Wushuang looked at the peach blossoms that were spread in a thick layer, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Jun Mubai was in a good mood when he saw this, and he turned over into the pool, and before Luo Wushuang had time to observe carefully, Jun Mubai had already wrapped himself in a white robe.

Water stains can also see the outline of Jun Mubai's slender body through his clothes, his black hair is obediently attached to his face, and the tip of his nose is still sticking to this peach blossom. Luo Wushuang propped his chin and smirked, like a ruffian.

"Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself, and the melon that is twisted is not sweet." Jun Mubai walked away.

Luo Wushuang hurriedly got up from the ground, scattered the two handfuls of peach blossoms in the palm of his hand, and followed behind and chanted: "The twisted melon is not sweet, but it can quench your thirst!"