Zhuo Yang and Kou Ko got into a quilt and lay side by side on the soft big bed. The curtains were wide open, and the two of them looked at the bright moonlight on the top of the mountains outside the window, but they were actually a little nervous.

After enjoying the beautiful scenery of the sunset just now, Zhuo Yang turned out the cold food he carried from his backpack and heated it slightly in the small kitchen, and the two of them ate it separately, and it was used as a supper. Of course, don't forget to have a glass of wine or two glasses to set the mood up.

The mountains are dark fast, only seven or eight o'clock in the sky like the middle of the night, only the faint white of the snow-capped mountain tops is like a song of the night. There was no entertainment to pass the time in the hut, and seeing that Kou Kou was a little absent-minded, Zhuo Yang said, "I'll clean up, let's lie down and talk, and when we're tired of talking, we fall asleep while talking." ”

After quickly cleaning up the leftovers just now, Zhuo Yang looked at the small dining table, ready to move it out to make room.

"I'll lay the floor here at night, Josephine, don't tempt me!" He said with a smile.

"Hmm."

"Otherwise, shall I tempt you?"

"Hmm." Coco smiled.

The beauty is like jade, the smile is like a flower, and Zhuo Yang's heart is swinging again. He knew that tonight was going to be another difficult night of struggle.

He lifted the dining table, thought for a moment and put it down, he should have gone and opened the door first. At this point, Coco spoke.

"You...... Just sleep in bed! ”

"I can't ask for it! However, I don't dare, daughter-in-law, concubines can't do it. Zhuo Yang said with a wry smile.

"Can you do it...... Never mind...... Just sleep in bed. ”

Even if you know that you will struggle more and be more difficult, if you want to shirk it again, it is not hypocrisy, but a bastard. At this time, a full moon crept up to the top of the mountain.

Zhuo Yang lay in his bed, sniffing the faint fragrance of the cocole around him, and he was able to beat his spirit so that he would not be confused. He knew that Coco's body fragrance was even more charming, and when he hugged her into his arms, he would always be drunk by the Lanfu incense emanating from her body.

I really want to hug Kokoko. You can't hug it, you won't be able to brake the car ...... if you hug it, or hug it? Just hug it. Can't hold ......

Zhuo Yang struggled nervously, just like the so-called heart ape. He didn't even dare to speak, because he could barely hold it even if he just lay quietly like this. Alas——, nasty canon!

He knew that Kou was also nervous, because she didn't speak, otherwise Kou would have leaned over and kept talking and laughing in her ear, biting his ear as she spoke. Coco liked to tease him like this, and when he was about to 'punish' her in the nick of time, she giggled and ran away.

Coco seemed to shrink into the covers, for she couldn't hear her subtle snort. Zhuo Yang twisted his head to look at the holy Haoyue outside, trying to force himself to be distracted by looking for the outline of the moon sea with his eyes.

When Zhuo Yang was a child, he didn't understand the story of Wu Gang's felling of laurel, and every night he chopped and chopped until there was still the last axe left to cut Yuegui, but he no longer had the strength, so he could only go to sleep and rest. As a result, when he got up after sleeping, the laurel grew again, and Wu Gang could only cut it from the beginning, every day.

Wu Gang was a strange person, even stranger than that laurel tree.

Now that he has grown up, Zhuo Yang also knows why Wu Gang always keeps chopping. Because, if it is cut, the story is gone.

There was a sound of rustling in the quilt, and she was constantly moving, tossing and turning. Zhuo Yang really wanted to turn around and take her in his arms and coax her to sleep sweetly.

Wu Gang is still a very strange person, he shouldn't go to cut down that tree, he should find a way to plant the laurel tree on the moon, and the osmanthus flowers in the Guanghan Palace are fragrant. He planted and planted, and kept planting, and the story would be very long, and it would never be finished, and it would never be finished until the sky was wasted.

Zhuo Yang thought about it for a while and decided to tell the strange Wu Gang to Koukou.

"Coco, can't you sleep? I ......"

The quilt was lifted from the side and interrupted Zhuo Yang's story before she started, and then she entered his quilt with a warm and jade fragrance. Zhuo Yang involuntarily reached out and hugged her tightly, and suddenly, with a 'Weng' sound, his head was about to explode.

The fragrant nephrite jade entered her arms, and Coco was defenseless. "Brother Zhuo Yang......" her voice trembled.

Zhuo Yang was not an elm pimple, he knew what it meant for Kou to act like this. Zhuo Yang is not a hypocritical guardian, he loves Coco and loves him so much that he loves him.

"Koko, your faith ......" Before he could finish speaking, he regretted it.

"Brother Zhuo Yang, you are my faith."

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The jade wheel-like moon shone on this ice and snow world, and the deep and clear moonlight shrouded Säntis Peak in a holy haze.

He and she held each other captive, worshipped each other, and believed in each other. The faith is religious, and from this day on, they become the most faithful believers in each other.

It was a day in Kouko's plan to offer herself as a gift to her most adored faith. On that night of the 'Blue Dream', she had already made the decision to give herself completely to the people she loved most in this isolated wonderland.

She told the old chandelier the secret, and the old chandelier praised her for being a brave girl. She confessed the secret to Jesus Christ, and the Lord blessed her with the gospel.

Kou knew that Zhuo Yang was afraid of losing her, and she was afraid to death. Although he didn't say that, she could feel it, because she was a smart girl.

Zhuo Yang didn't hide anything from her before, she knew that there were four women passing by his side, but only passing by, Zhuo Yang didn't have that kind of relationship with them, not once. He, like her, was waiting for each other in the dark, from soul to body.

Zhuo Yang didn't regret passing by those four times, but he was scared, because the four times the final ending was very troublesome and ended quickly, and those four times were not a good story. He didn't know if there was a causal connection to not having experienced that relationship, he hoped it wasn't, and he was glad it wasn't, but he was scared.

Zhuo Yang was afraid of losing Koukou, and he was so scared that he died.

Kou Ko didn't want Zhuo Yang to be afraid, she wanted to tell him: I am yours and will always be yours.

Because she was also afraid of losing him, she was afraid to death.

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There are some things, even if you have never seen or experienced them, but as long as you meet the best, even if there is no comparison, you can be sure without hesitation that what you have encountered must be the most perfect and wonderful in the world.

Coco's body, like her countenance, is flawless and flawless, she is the most beautiful elf in the world, and the purest angel, always will be.

It was the most beautiful night.