Mi Lan shook her head and sighed, Wuchen didn't like her in the first place, why did she come up and find fault for herself?

Who knew that Mi Lan's jaw dropped in shock the next moment, and he saw Wuchen get up and say, "Okay." ”

Xiao Sang's eyes suddenly brightened, she didn't expect Wuchen to really agree. Does this mean that Wuchen likes her?

Xiao Sang seemed to see hope, and followed Wuchen without leaving, and the two walked towards the middle of the field.

“......”Σ(д|||) What's the situation? Does Wuchen like her?

It's so embarrassing, isn't it? Wuchen just refused, and in the blink of an eye, she danced with someone else.

Is there such a slap in the face? Yes, yes, yes?

Mi Lan was about to get up and go back to the cave, when suddenly there was a big hand with distinct bones in front of him: "I ask you to jump." ”

Mi Lan looked up and saw that Silver Owl was staring at him, his hand still in mid-air.

Mi Lan didn't want to dance with him, but suddenly remembered Wuchen's refusal just now, and said angrily: "Okay." ”

Mi Lan put his hand in the big palm of the silver owl, and the silver owl flickered for a moment, he thought that Mi Lan would refuse, who knew that the surprise came so quickly.

He smiled softly, pulled Mi Lan and left.

Mi Lan turned her head to look at him, just in time to see his smile that hadn't completely faded.

Looking at his side face from this angle, the handsome people are angry, no wonder Lianrong likes him so much, this man does have the capital to attract women.

His fingertips were a little cold, not as warm as the dustless palms.

Why did you suddenly think of Wuchen, and you were angry when you thought of him. Mi Lan looked into the crowd and met Dustless' gaze.

He stood in the crowd, turning his head sideways to look at Mi Lan, his thin lips pursed, and his dark and gilded eyes were cold without a trace of temperature.

Mi Lan chuckled in her heart, it was the second time she had seen such a look, it was terrifying. Subconsciously pulled his hand out of the silver owl's hand.

"Brother Wuchen, you can jump too!" Xiao Sang twisted his body, reached out to grab Wuchen's arm, and jumped with her.

Wuchen stood there without moving, indifferently watching Mi Lan and Silver Owl walk into the crowd step by step.

"Can you jump?" the silver owl drank a little too much, his face was slightly red, but his voice was unusually gentle.

"Not really, don't worry about me if you jump yours, I'll just twist around. "Mi Lan really can't, they dance so strangely.

Half cat's waist, swaying from side to side, one moment and half lying down, facing the earth, and then facing the sky again.

He seemed to be praying to the heavens, singing unintelligible lyrics in his mouth, and muttering in a way that made it difficult to tell what language it was.

"Okay," the silver owl hooked the corners of his mouth and jumped up, he was tall, but his physical coordination was good, and he jumped quite well.

The scene was very lively, and Mi Lan was infected by their passion, and unconsciously jumped up.

The sound of laughter and singing is mixed with the collapse of dance steps, but the rhythm is not lost in the chaos.

"Mi Lan, what kind of dance did you dance, where did you learn it? It's very magical. The silver owl asked suddenly, he had never seen such a dance, it looked strange, but it was beautiful.

He was stunned unconsciously, stopped and stood there with a blurry look in his eyes, she was so beautiful.

"I don't know where I learned it, it seems to be called an awkward dance. Although Mi Lan has amnesia, her body naturally writhes to the rhythm.

She should have been before she lost her memory, but she couldn't remember where she had studied.

"Don't think about it if you can't think about it," Silver Owl also learned to follow Mi Lan's movements: "You dance beautifully." ”

"Poof...... Don't praise me to your face, I'll be embarrassed. Mi Lan said jokingly.

The silver owl is very good at talking, which is as ugly as Wuchen's speech. Mi Lan was a little annoyed, how could she think of him again.

Subconsciously looked back, but he couldn't find Wuchen's figure, and he didn't know when he left.

Mi Lan didn't even notice it, and suddenly felt a little lost in her heart.

"I'm so tired, you jump! "The weather in April is getting warmer and warmer, and Mi Lan is sweating profusely.

"I'm tired too, let's go" The silver owl suddenly reached out and wiped the sweat on Mi Lan's forehead: "We'll rest." ”

"......" Mi Lan subconsciously ignored him to stay away, this man is very sultry.

Sitting on the hide, sweating so much and feeling a little thirsty, Mi Lan took the wine glass and drank it all.

"Drink slowly," said the silver owl, sitting next to her, "you like fruit wine very much?"

Mi Lan wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "It's delicious, don't you like it too?"

The silver owl stared at Mi Lan and said softly, "I like it very much." Even he couldn't tell whether he was talking about people or wine.

"The wheat and corn we planted are almost ripe, and when they are ripe, I will make you grain wine. That's the real wine, and I'm sure there will be a lot of people who will like it. ”

Last fall, Mi Lan asked Silver Owl for a piece of land to help sort it out and plant wheat.

A month ago, spring corn and cotton were planted, as well as other crops.

In the autumn, we are waiting for a bumper harvest, and the wheat has already produced ears. In another month, the wheat harvest will be served.

Mi Lan is looking forward to it, she hasn't eaten steamed buns and dumplings for more than a year, and she drools just thinking about it.

"Is there really such wine?" Silver Owl raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of Mi Lan's mouth: "What delicious food did you think of? ”

"Huh?" Mi Lan subconsciously touched the corners of her mouth, and dodged the silver owl's hand, "How can there be?"

"Hehehe......" The silver owl's hand was still raised in mid-air, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all: "I'm playing with you." ”

He turned his hand and rubbed Mi Lan's head, and before Mi Lan could dodge, he hurriedly retracted it.

"......" Mi Lan rolled her eyes at the sky without any image, are you teasing me? This man is so boring.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, the weather was a little hot, and Mi Lan felt a little breathless.

"That...... You sit down first, and I'll go out for a while. Mi Lan hurriedly made an excuse to leave, she didn't want to be alone with this man, it was too bad.

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No" Mi Lan waved her hand and didn't reply, she just wanted to go out to breathe, why did he follow?

"Don't go too far, or you'll lose it again. "Silver Owl actually wants to follow Mi Lan, he thinks that Mi Lan goes to the toilet, and it is really inappropriate to follow.

"Got it"

Mi Lan walked all the way south, and to the south was a forest, which was relatively clean.

The air in the mountains and forests is fresh, pure and not stained with a trace of dust, and she feels more comfortable when the wind blows.

The reason why the Moonlight Forest is called the Moonlight Forest is because the moonlight here is particularly beautiful.

The moon is big and round, and the flowers and plants of the forest are fragrant, and each flower glows in a different color.

Even the ground is glowing with fluorescent, and standing here is like stepping into a fairy tale, which is extremely beautiful.

There is a stream in front of me, the water is crystal clear, Mi Lan is a little hot, and I want to wash my face.

Before I could get there, I saw two figures on the bank of the stream, one squatting as if washing his face, and the other standing beside him.

"Brother Wuchen, why are you upset?" The one standing and listening to the voice was Xiao San.

How could they be here, Mi Lan subconsciously stopped.

"I'm fine. Wuchen took a handful of water paste on his face, the stream was cold, and he seemed to be in a better mood after washing his face.

"Brother Wuchen, don't lie to me, I can see it. Xiao Sang handed Wuchen a handkerchief of animal skin and said, "Did you quarrel with Patriarch Miran?"

Xiao San is not a fool, Wuchen didn't dance with her at all just now, his eyes kept looking at Mi Lan and Silver Owl, but he turned a blind eye to her.

"Don't mention her to me," Wuchen didn't take the handkerchief handed by Xiao Sang, got up and wiped his hands on his body: "It's annoying to see her." ”