As far as the eye can see, the sky is blue and the earth is green. Occasionally, a few bits of white are moving, floating auspicious clouds, and fat shepherds.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, if it weren't for Ke Fan's thousands of instructions when she was leaving, she would have called him first when she arrived in Tibet, she would have jumped straight on horseback.

What is the taste of falling out of love, Lin Xi'er doesn't understand, and she doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

Every time she saw Xie Zisu in pain for falling out of love, she was very confused.

Forget it, as long as you have Ke Fan, Ke Fan will never leave him.

Thinking of this, Lin Xi'er, who was sitting on horseback, couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart.

Ke Fan is indeed a good man.

No matter what Lin Xi'er said, he could listen patiently.

No matter what Lin Xi'er asks him to do, as long as he can do it, he will do it, and if he can't do it, he will try his best to do it.

Lin Xi'er has no rules in her life, she sleeps late every day, gets up even more late, doesn't eat breakfast and only snacks, and never tidies up the bad problems in the room, Ke Fan never blames her, just slowly, silently, little by little, little by little, to help Lin Xi'er correct it.

He never asked Lin Xi'er to do it, he just influenced Lin Xi'er from the side.

When it was time to sleep, Ke Fan would only gently say to Lin Xi'er, who was playing on the computer, I was sleepy, so I went to sleep first.

Lin Xi'er didn't pay attention to it at first, but after such a long time, Lin Xi'er felt that it was not interesting to stay up late alone, so she got rid of this problem.

And once the problem of staying up late is changed, Lin Xi'er began to slowly stop lying in bed when she got up.

Lin Xi'er didn't like to eat breakfast, and Ke Fan didn't force it.

But he made the breakfast very ingenious, almost picturesque, and the taste was very tempting.

Every time Lin Xi'er saw Ke Fan making breakfast, she couldn't help but abandon her old friend, Snack.

As for not tidying up the house, it's even easier.

Ke Fan knew that Lin Xi'er liked to take pictures, but he rarely liked to go out, so every time they took a group photo, most of them would be taken in Lin Xi'er's room.

At first, it was Ke Fan who cleaned up her room, and then she realized herself.

The sunlight swept Lin Xi'er's eyes, reminding Lin Xi'er of the first time she was angry with Ke Fanbi's cooking skills.

At that time, the two made an egg fried rice at the same time (this is Lin Xi'er's specialty dish, and it is also the only meal she can cook).

Ke Fan's cooking is not only delicious, but also looks quite good, and it looks like a small castle.

Lin Xi'er can naturally do it, but compared with Ke Fan, her rice is difficult to swallow.

But in the end, Lin Xi'er won a big victory, because the judges were also the two of them.

When the two raised their hands to vote, Lin Xi'er directly elected herself, and she was still ignorant of her conscience and said that Ke Fan's cooking was too flashy and the taste was really good.

Ke Fan didn't say a word, just kept smiling and staring at Lin Xi'er's eyes, and then he also raised his hand to choose Lin Xi'er's egg fried rice to win.

Lin Xi'er still remembers that when she asked Ke Fan why she chose to win, Ke Fan said: "Because only one person can win this game, so this winner must be you, who made me the judge!" And I thought you were the best food you cooked......"

A group of horses leaped down the hillside not far away, like a gust of wind, and it disrupted Lin Xi'er's thinking.

"Drive!"

Lin Xi'er snorted softly, raised her horsewhip and began to gallop again.

She felt as if she had traveled to ancient times, wandering freely across the continents like a heroine in a novel.