Rong Ruo pinched his chin and sighed: "I always thought that only women were interested in such a draft competition, but I didn't expect that men would not be far behind, by the way, you will be there then, right?" ”

"It's okay to go over and have a look."

"Mu Beichen will also go?" With Rong Ruo's understanding, Mu Beichen is definitely not the kind of boring person, and he probably disdains it.

"Brother Huang has never cared about this."

And so it was...... But if you don't go, won't this first place be handed over, although the name is nothing, but when the time comes, if someone else matches her, the world's first beauty, with a stranger every day, it really makes her uncomfortable.

Rong Ruo's cunning black eyes turned around, and he suddenly had an idea, hooked his finger at Mu Yuanche, and smiled with a bent eyebrow: "Take me with you then." ”

Under the sun, Mu Yuanche dazzled Rong Ruo's smile and couldn't help nodding.

When he thinks about it, he regrets that he didn't hold his ground at the beginning, why didn't he stick to his position, and his beauty is wrong.

*

The West Mountain Hunting Ground, with mountains in the distance, encloses a large forest that cannot be seen.

Ten thousand trees are grandiose, the branches and leaves are swaying, and the wind is impermeable.

Rong Ruo rode a horse and stopped looking from afar, but saw the turbulent green sea, boundless, and the depths were as black as thick ink, as if he could never get out once he entered.

"The competition venue of the red flower painting is over there, and someone will tell you the rules of the competition, this forest is very large, even if there are some places, I don't dare to break into it casually, remember not to run out of the circle, otherwise the results of the competition will not be counted, and your safety will not be guaranteed." Mu Yuanche stretched out his hand and instructed with concern.

Rong Ruo smiled and said, "Well, I know." ”

"Okay, you go over, I'm going to get ready." Mu Yuanche kicked the horse's belly, straightened his chest, Danfeng's eyes were slanted, his eyes were scorching, and he looked like a teenager with high spirits.

"Come on." Rong Ruo sincerely encouraged.

Mu Yuanche smiled and rode forward, his upright posture was chic and uninhibited, rolling up the dust all the way forward.

Rong Ruo turned his head, pulled the reins, hooked his lips and smiled: "Piaoxue, it's up to you today." ”

The reins flicked, and the snow drifted like arrows off the string, crushing the dust and roaring away.

In the hunting ground, everyone saw a white shadow rushing over in the distance, white clothes flying, black hair dancing in the air, the momentum was extraordinary, and as it got closer, a woman's face became clearer and clearer, stunning and beautiful.

This scene is built into a beautiful picture, like a fairy descending to earth, and like an elf in the world, the beauty is breathtaking.

Everyone subconsciously gasped and marveled.

Rong Ruo jumped down from the horse and glanced around, basically all the people had arrived, and they all changed their outfits, no longer the cumbersome skirts on weekdays, showing a bit of heroism.

They also noticed that Rong Ruo came over, or looking, or contemptuous, or flattering, with different expressions, Rong Ruo rubbed the pure white hair of the drifting snow, and ignored it all.

"Miss Rong, your chess skills were wonderful yesterday, congratulations." Everyone else was in place, paying attention with their eyes, but only Zhou Qinzhu came over.

Rong Ruo turned his head, Zhou Qinzhu wore it today