He liked the feeling very much, the two of them were quiet, and they didn't feel embarrassed if they didn't speak.

The sky seems to have been washed, a few white clouds float in the sky, a few handsome horses gallop in the sky, the breeze is gentle, the abundant grass floats, the trees are slightly shaken, and the river is clear.

"That's great!" He said, hunching his back slightly, greedily burying his head in her neck, soaking in her incense.

He is obsessed with the smell of her, which is unique and calming.

She was stunned, her back stiffened, his breath blew on her neck and tickled, her face instantly lit a fire, the tips of her ears seemed to be dripping blood, and her face was blushing, white and red.

In fact, she doesn't hate being so close to him, or she actually likes it in her heart, maybe in the eyes of others, their posture is too **, but if they just want to draw warmth and peace from each other at this moment, I'm afraid no one will believe it!

But this is the case, they snuggled up to each other, shared a horse, strolling in the grassland, the sun was dazzling, the sky was clear, the breeze was blowing, the mood was peaceful, like a pool of clear springs, if a bright moon, the water and the sky were the same without waves, more like a mirror.

The heart seems to be filled with something, and the head seems to be hollowed out, as if everything in this world has nothing to do with them.

In this world, only the two of them stay in love with each other, that feeling is happy and satisfied, I just hope that all the qiē will never change, and I want the whirlwind to carry them all the time, to the ends of the earth, no one will disturb them.

"That's great! Yanran, it's really nice to be alone with you like this. He said, sincere and peaceful, and his voice was pleasant and moving. There is a blissful peace in the comfort.

As long as he is with her, he seems to be very happy and calm, and sometimes he really feels like he has been poisoned, and there is only one Gu Yanran left in the whole world, who will laugh and cry with her joys and sorrows. She will cheer with a glance and a smile.

Growing up in a big family, even if he is deliberately protected by his family, how can he really not stain a trace of the worldly city, but those deliberate disguises are not good, the city government. It seems that as long as there is Yanran, all defenses will be automatically removed, leaving only the most primitive him...... A child, a big child.

At least in front of her, he only wants her to see her truest self, not the little young master of the Nangong family. is not a friend of Yunhai, and he is not just an ordinary teenager, he is Nangong Xuanmu, and he is only Nangong Xuanmu, it is himself.

Yes! It would be great if the two of them could continue to be like this, riding horses, walking at the end of the world, and living spontaneously. Or one day when you are tired, settle down, and work at sunrise. The sun sets, and the men plough and the women weave......

She smiled bitterly in her heart, what was she thinking?

She can't help but plan their future and their future lives, but ...... Will they really be together in the future? Can they really go on forever?

She doesn't have much confidence in the future.

She is such a person. At the age when you should be dreaming, use reality to shatter all illusions.

She is not Cinderella, and naturally she does not want to believe that the story of Cinderella will happen. Is she too pessimistic?

"Yanran, when we grow up in the future. After graduating from college, let's get married, and then find a place with blue sky and clear water, be a hermit, you take care of the children, and I will herd and support the family. He said childishly, lazily lying on her back, his expression sincere and full of happiness.

His dreams have never been big, or he is a person who has no ideals at all, he has no ambitions, he has been looking for his dreams before he met Yanran, and he always thinks that people will live for a lifetime, and they have to do something big.

After meeting Yan, he realized that maybe his dream was to hold this girl's hand for the rest of his life, giving her warmth, love and happiness, it was as simple as that.

She didn't make a sound, she listened quietly, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, and the shallow pear vortex bloomed on her white and tender cheeks, like a lily in a quiet valley, beautiful and refined.

She liked the childish promises of the older boy, and she also liked the fact that he was softly imagining their future in her ear, giving her the illusion that a picture would flash before her eyes, with gray hair, standing hand in hand in the sunset, watching the sunrise and sunset.

The picture is so beautiful that it feels like a blown bubble, colorful in the sun, changing colors at will, but it will burst at the slightest touch, and the tiny splashes of water evaporate in the air without a trace, as if it had never appeared, and it was impossible to tell whether it was really owned or not.

Sometimes she felt that she was a contradiction, intellectually she admired objectivity and reality, and her head told her that those words were a brilliant dream, but the reason why the dream was unattainable was because it was just a 'dream'.

Intellectually, she knew better than anyone how naïve what he said, but emotionally she had no resistance to such dreams.

Just like her ideal type, she should be a wise and stable, mature boy, but she will like this empty body with a big shell, but there is a soul of a child who is only seven or eight years old living in her heart.

Another example, she had predicted that she and Xuanmu would not have a future, but she was still full of expectations in her heart.

She thought that if she could get a scholarship, go to a major university, work hard to earn some money, save some savings, and then take the TOEFL, she should be able to study abroad, so that they could study abroad together...... Then she enters a big company, and she will work harder than anyone else, striving to improve herself in the shortest possible time.

In that case, the distance between them will be shortened, and no one will say that she is Cinderella, and no one will say that she is not worthy of him.

Maybe she should be glad that he is only the son of a secretary, and although the distance between him and her is still a little far, she is willing to try to dream and hope that the dream will come true.

It is said that the weather in March and April is like a baby's face, and it is true that it changes.

Just now, the wind was beautiful and the sky was clear, and now a drizzle began to fall, not big, small floats in the air, falling on their faces, cold but gentle.

Xuanmu was afraid that Yanran would catch a cold, so he took shelter from the rain in the pine forest.

The green meadows, the drizzle, a horse, a pair of young girls, their hair is slightly wet, just standing there has become a beautiful picture, let alone they are so good.

The smell of earth and pine mixed in and wafted in the air, wet, fresh and comfortable.

It rained, the weather seemed to be getting colder, even the exhaled breath was emitting a faint mist, Yanran shrunk her shoulders, her lips were a little purple from the cold, her physique was already cold, even if it was summer, her hands were cold, not to mention such a drizzling spring.

Xuanmu hugged her from behind, wrapped his coat around her from behind, slightly hunched his back and pressed his side face to her slightly cool cheek and said, "It's so cold!" With that, he increased the force of his hug around her, and there was a mischievous smile on his face.

Warmth, this is Yanran's most direct experience, if she had done it before, she would have pushed him away without hesitation, but this kind of weather made her can't help but be infatuated with his warm embrace, as well as the faint fragrance on his body.

But he was afraid that such an intimate behavior would be seen, and struggled to break free from his embrace, but he hugged him tighter, put his chin on her shoulder and said coquettishly: "Do you really not like me?" ”

The voice is low and hoarse, with a little loneliness, which makes people feel distressed.

She could feel his faint breath, his chest pressed against her back, and she could even hear his powerful heartbeat.

He had that pitiful look, lost and full of expectation, and there was no way for her to refuse.

Or maybe she likes him in her heart, so she can't resist at all.

Her face turned even redder, like a red apple, and people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

Yan Ran's expression made Xuanmu very happy.

In the past, if he said that, Yanran would have turned his head mischievously and said 'I don't like it', and then ran away without looking back.

But now, this Nizi is in his arms, well-behaved like a cute rabbit, her body is soft, her face is red, although she has not made any reply, but such a look falls in his eyes is more like a kind of acquiescence, I only feel that the slight drizzle seems to have brought him infinite luck, otherwise she would not be cold, and he would not hold her in his arms so naturally.

He asked her, did she really dislike him?

How could it not be like? She is just an ordinary 16-year-old girl, and she will be touched by his small and considerate movements, will be moved by his bright and shining eyes, and will be happy because he is full of sincere confessions......

It's just that she can't respond as straightforwardly as those brave girls, she will feel shy, and sometimes she will feel sorry for grandma for falling in love at this time, the more he treats her, the happier she is, the more guilty she will feel.

She once promised her grandmother that she would not fall in love before going to college, but would only study hard and be admitted to a key university.

Her life experience is like a mountain pressing on her heart, heavy and depressing...... It was the source of all her self-esteem and low self-esteem, but because of this, she became as resilient as she is now.

It wasn't the first time he had confessed to him, nor was it the first time he had tried her mind.

In her eyes he has always been a wonderful boy, although his grades are not good enough, although most of the time he is always stupid, scheming, immature, and somewhat childish^

But it is precisely because of this that she feels comfortable and clean, able to take off all her defenses, and treat sincerity with sincerity.

She is grateful every day with him, although she occasionally quarrels, will tease and ridicule each other, and will not speak for several days because of some trivial things, but if she really encounters something that endangers the other party, no matter how fierce they quarrel or how big the trouble is, they will not hesitate to protect each other and feel sorry for each other. (To be continued)

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