The two came to the bridge, the warm wind blew, the fragrance of rape flowers was refreshing, An Yirou took a deep breath, and the mood was extremely relaxed.

Feng Yutian was relieved to see her intoxicated appearance, took her hand, and walked towards the depths of the sea of flowers.

Through the sea of layered flowers, the high and low rape flowers, stumbling, lifting the corners of their clothes, scratching their necks, the fragrance of flowers is all over the body.

There was silence all around, only the footsteps of the two people, rustling in their ears. It was as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Walking to the depths of the sea of flowers, Feng Yutian stepped on a rape flower, and then lay down with one arm on his head.

He blinked at An Yirou, patted the position beside him, and said with a smile: "This is the world of the two of us." ”

An Yirou smiled, she didn't expect him to be so casual.

Lay down not far from him. The afternoon sun lazily shone on the two of them, warm and cozy.

Feng Yutian asked, "Are you more comfortable now?" ”

An Yirou hummed slightly, squinting at the blue sky, and her heart was also high.

Looking at the sky and the clouds, listening to the murmur of insects, the breeze, and the fragrance of flowers, An Yirou felt that those troubles and entanglements were like floating clouds, blown away by the wind, and the whole person was transcendent from the world, at ease like a fairy, and the fluttering original god went out of the body and flew into the distance.

Feng Yutian was used to thinking about something quietly, retracted his thoughts, turned his head sideways, looked at An Yirou, who was silent not far away, stood up and looked at her, and found that she was already asleep.

"...... "Don't you want to be so casual?"

Gently cover her with his coat, watching her quiet sleeping face,

A smile floated on her handsome cheeks, and she suddenly felt that it was worth doing anything for a childlike sleeping face like her.

Even if he almost died at the bottom of the sea for her, he never regretted it.

What she once did for her, she didn't have to let her know, even without those who could make her fall in love with him willingly.

The road ahead must be difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, he will definitely take her hand and go on.

As the sun sets, the temperature in the small barrier gradually decreases. An Yirou has not woken up yet.

Feng Yutian picked a blade of grass, gently touched An Yi's soft white and tender face, she swept it with her hand and then fell asleep.

Feng Yutian was angry and funny, harassing him with blades of grass to the end.

An Yirou slapped a few times, woke up, and found that Feng Yutian was holding a blade of grass and laughing there, so he glared at him dissatisfied, turned his back to him.

She also has a temper.

Feng Yutian squinted his eyes and smiled: "Haven't you woken up yet, in fact, I have a better way to wake you up." ”

An Yirou was immediately alert, and suddenly sat up, his "better way" must not be a good way.

Feng Yutian was amused by her exaggerated movements, and said with a smile: "Know me so well? ”

An Yirou pursed her lips, she had already understood his lower limit.

Feng Yutian suddenly approached, An Yirou was caught off guard, leaned back in horror, and lay flat on the ground with a bang.

Feng Yutian really deceived him, leaned down, and then ......

Then he reached out and took a blade of grass from her hair, and said with a smile: "I just wanted to pick a leaf for you, what are you doing in this pose?" ”

An Yirou was extremely ashamed and angry, and a wave of anger rushed to her head, and she said angrily: "I am willing." ”

"Oh," he didn't get annoyed, and pressed her down.

An Yirou pushed him in a panic: "Don't you just want to take the leaves?" Don't hurry up yet. ”

Feng Yutian's beautiful eyes were full of teasing: "It's true that Fang Cai is just picking leaves, but how can you refuse to invite me so kindly." ”

An Yirou panicked: "You...... You...... You're not going to be here, are you? ”

This is said to be "done".

If he was really here, she might as well be dead.

Feng Yutian's lips had already covered her small mouth, sealed all her resistance, gave her a lingering kiss, and then got up, and by the way, helped An Yirou, who was full of meat and vegetables, and persuaded with a face of "I will satisfy you": "It's better to do that kind of thing behind closed doors, don't worry." ”

"...... "Is she in a hurry?" She wants to die.

Looking at the sky with tears: Where did this come from? Take it away, take it away.

(If there is something tonight, I will pass on the first two chapters, so I don't have to wait at night)