Thinking in his head, his feet don't stop, stepping on the snow and breaking the ice, and he is getting farther and farther away.

The three of them shuttled through the forest, twists and turns, and the middle-aged man led the way in front, with fast steps, familiar with the door, and the terrain and mountains were well understood, as if they were revisiting.

Fang Lan stared at it, the middle-aged legs and feet were neat, and he stepped out casually, it was more than a meter away, the snow on the ground was all over, accumulating several inches, and the middle-aged feet were all over the place, but only a faint footprint was left, secretly surprised.

He is not as alone as the other party, and he travels lightly. I also brought a big living person with me, and I had to take care of Zhao Yunni next to me from time to time, so that I couldn't freeze the woman, walk in the snow, and not be tired of the beauty, but also catch up with the middle-aged pace, so as not to drag my feet. All kinds of worries, only to do their best, the true qi in the body is fully mobilized, and the whole body is constantly filled, and at this moment, he is in a hurry, and he has no leisure to tease his teammates, holding Zhao Yunni's arm in a proper manner, and there is no more presumptuousness.

Zhao Yunni walked with him, only to feel that Fang Lan was walking like flying, the wind was whistling in his ears, his sideburns were blowing, and he had a few doubts for a while, "Girl, is this a drag race?" Otherwise, how can walking in the snow be so fast? "Beautiful eyes flowed, Fang Lan was calm and relaxed, although he was running with all his strength, his breathing stopped evenly, and he was not half tired. For a while, his heart was rippling, and he had an inexplicable admiration for men, and vaguely felt that Fang Lan at this moment was flawless, and there were thousands of men in the world, and no one could match it.

Thinking of this, he secretly broke out in a cold sweat, "Zhao Yunni, Zhao Yunni, what's wrong with you?" Are you really in love with the man in front of you? He's still a high school student, he has nothing, is it really worth entrusting for life? "The inner struggle is chaotic, but the body is a ghost, and he betrays himself strongly: the sensitive part of the slender waist feels the heat of the man's palm, and the nose smells the man's breath again.

Fang Lan was side by side with her, the girl's demeanor couldn't escape her eyes one by one, and said with a smile: "Yunni, can you not hug it so tightly, I'm almost out of breath." And also...... Are you really not using perfume? Why does the body smell so good? ”

Zhao Yunni's eyes widened, "Fang Lan, how many times have I told you, girls never use such messy things as perfume and lipstick, why do you always mess around with me?" Now the girl will reiterate one last time, if you reply to me and pretend to be stupid, you will regret knowing me. ”

Fang Lan stuck out his tongue, "Knowing Lafayette is the most proud thing I've been about lately, I wake up ridiculously when I dream, how can I regret it?" ”

Zhao Yunni smiled: "But I think: knowing you Fang Lan is probably the most unlucky thing in this life." I tell you, the girl has been with you for a long time, and she may have nightmares when she sleeps at night. ”

Fang Lan shook his head again and again, "It's nonsense, how is it possible?" If you have nightmares, you are either overworked and nervous. Or it's inconvenient to have irregular menstruation, my aunt is late and leaves early, or something, in short, it has nothing to do with me. ”

His words were rude and unambiguous, and Zhao Yunni heard it red, and said, "The surname Fang, do you want to have some quality?" ”

Fang Lan smiled: "My quality has never been very high, don't you know it now?" Seeing Zhao Yunni's fierce eyes, he quickly changed his words, "Okay, Lafayette is not happy, a small review, from now on, I will never put those three words in front of your old man." ”

(I don't have much inspiration, I wrote such a little word for half a day, and I really envy those authors who have been more than 10,000 words a day and have endured for years.) ）