"What to wear?" Wu Yanjue lowered his head, staring at her with dark and deep eyes.

Feng Gu pursed his lips, stepped back in his gaze solemnly, and shook his head: "I won't tell you." ”

"It must not be a good thing." Wu Yanjue's expression was faint.

"Good stuff." Feng Gu Qiao didn't argue with him, and added with an unfathomable face, "Let me like your things more." ”

Wu Yanjue glanced at her and walked away sideways.

Yo he!

Feng Gu Qiao was full of interest, followed Wu Yanjue in a hurry, and when Wu Yanjue went downstairs, he jumped to his side with a smile and a groan, and wrapped his arm.

When the flowers were being picked in the flower room, the door of the greenhouse was opened from the outside, and a little boy about six or seven years old seemed to be carved into the house, and followed by a servant.

Feng Gu Qiao carefully put the roses on the porcelain dish, and when she raised her eyes, she saw this combination of large and small, her mind turned, thinking carefully about which little master this was, until the little young master raised his head and met her eyes from a distance, and his blank and empty gaze made Feng Gu Qiao's brows furrow, and she called out tentatively: "Feng Shiyuan?" ”

The little young master had some reactions, but he still looked at her blankly, Feng Gu frowned, he was really this stupid cousin.

Except for the one time he saw when he was two or three years old, the little uncle rarely took him out for so many years, and after looking at the servant behind him, Feng Gu Qiao dropped a sentence, "Take care of him, this flower has a lot of thorns, be careful to pierce it." Then she threw herself into picking again, the roses are very good, the thorns are also sharp, and it is easy to be scratched a bloody mark if you are not careful, she picks carefully, and does not want to cause unnecessary injuries and a string of troubles.

Wu Yanjue's movements were much faster than her, and in a few moments, she picked more than a dozen flowers, plus Feng Gu Qiao's, it was just enough to make tea for a few elders, and the little cousin in the flower room had already gone out at some point, Feng Gu Qiao wiped the sweat on his forehead, and came out of the flower field with a smile.

"It's almost okay, don't pick it, I really feel bored after staying in this flower room for a long time."

Wu Yanjue wiped the soil that she accidentally rubbed on her face, and smiled without saying a word.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the year.

Dozens of people from Feng Yi's family sat at several tables, the main family sat together, and the side sat on the other side, and the main and secondary were separated in a proper manner.

Feng Gu Qiao appeared at the elder's table as a standout in previous years, but this year he took Wu Yanjue, afraid that he would feel too stressed in front of the elders, so he retreated and chose the table with the fewest juniors.

Eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner to create an atmosphere, toast each other near midnight New Year's Eve, no matter how much grudges are put aside and pressed until next year, if anyone dares to make trouble on this day, they will not be able to enter the door next year.

A Chinese New Year's Eve meal was quite harmonious and beautiful, and after greeting the elders with Wu Yanjue at the beginning of the new year, Gu Qiao began a one-day short trip to San Francisco.

They went to the bay, listened to the old captain's rambling stories, drank the strongest wine, and painted every face with the twilight of the twilight when the sea level was about to set, and crossed a warm golden color.

The salty sea breeze blew, the endless blue sea water sparkled and floated, and occasionally the sound of seagulls in the distance came, Feng Gu Qiao leaned her head on the shoulders of the people next to her, and her fingertips slowly swirled around the ends of her scattered long hair, she sighed: "I really wish this time was slowing down, it's better to stay here all the time." ”

Tilting her head, she nested in a more comfortable position in Wu Yanjue's arms, she pillowed her head on him, and pointed to the burning clouds in the red sky in the distance of the sea wheel, "You see, how beautiful the burning clouds on the sea are." ”

"Splendid and magnificent, magnificent, it looks like the gods exist in heaven, and they step on it barefoot and listen to the prayers of the world."

Feng Gu Qiao pondered for a while, "Wu Yanjue, you said that there are so many people in the world, will every prayer god hear it?" ”

"Why do you say that, do you have a wish?"

"Yes." Feng Gu Qiao sighed lightly: "Look at the most beautiful scenery, the person you love the most, just like now, day after day, year after year, cycle after cycle." ”

After saying that, she couldn't help laughing, and the sunset reflected her hair golden, "You say, am I not pursuing?" ”