A bright moon hung in the General's Mansion, and the entire mansion was surrounded by a quiet moonlight. A woman's graceful figure is reflected in the moon, drawing a beautiful arc between her long sleeves, her limbs dancing softly and gracefully, and the streamers lasting with the swing of her body.

This picture full of reverie will be heartwarming for any man, especially in the snow country, a country where there are more men and fewer women, but Mo Wei was not moved, his expressionless face had a habitual indifference, and he picked up the wine glass and sent it to his mouth.

Jiang Lingling is a person who is very good at creating interest in life, she will find the right time to dance and play the piano for Mo Ying, and when he is lonely, she will light a red candle and put a light tea...... It seems that the meaning of her existence is for Mo Jing, and her world is so small that there is only Mo Jing.

But Mo Jing's world is very big, big enough to accommodate a city, and Jiang Fuling is just a member of the city. He put down the wine glass and watched her dancing figure in a slightly drunken state, this girl was really attentive to him, this Chang'e running to the moon was her new dance, with exotic style.

After a song, she walked over with lotus steps, and she could see the outline of her chest under her gauze at close range, round and beautiful, like a blooming flower, waiting for someone destined to pick it.

"General, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, let's have a drink."

"Poria, is this the dance of your hometown?" Just a faint glance, Mo Wei turned her gaze to the right, lowered her head and filled the wine glass in front of her.

"Yes, every girl in our Dos tribe can dance, especially when she meets her sweetheart, she shows her love through dance." As she spoke, Jiang Lingling lowered her head shyly.

"Su Wendos women have a bold personality, they can drink and dance, when they get married, will they also dance for their husbands for a hundred years?"

"Well, the hundred-year-old good dance is a dance that every woman must dance when she gets married, and it also represents that the husband will sing with the wife in the future, and it will be an auspicious dance for a hundred years."

"Did they lift their red hijabs on their own? How else to dance? ”

"Yes, the Dos women will remove their red hijabs before dancing, and it seems that the general knows quite a bit about the customs of our Doss people."

"A few years ago, I went to the Doss and lived there for a while. By the way, Poria cocos, I have also been to the town where you live, I went in spring, just in time for the cherry blossom season, looking at a sea of flowers, the wind blows like a rain of flowers, especially beautiful. To this day, I still remember the petals that fell on my shoulder. ”

"It would be nice if I could meet the general at that time, I could accompany the general to watch the flower rain and go around the town together."

"I still remember the specialty of your town, what is it called a little sand in the snow, it is particularly delicious and has an endless aftertaste, and I also brought some of it with me when I left, by the way, what raw materials are it made of?"

Jiang Lingling's expression was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "A little sand in the snow...... That ingredient is actually very simple, if the general likes to eat it, I can make it for you another day. ”

Mo Jing's eyes were a little meaningful, he took a sip of wine, and then said as if he remembered something: "I remember, isn't a little sand in the snow made of milky white glutinous rice noodles wrapped in a layer of flower sauce?" No wonder you say that the ingredients are simple! ”

"yes, yes! It is made of glutinous rice noodles with flower sauce, and it is simple. She nodded hurriedly in agreement.

"After you came to my house, you made so many pastries, why didn't you think of making a little sand in the snow for me?"

"That dessert needs honey and brown sugar as a base, and I'm afraid the general doesn't like it...... Since this is the taste of nostalgia in the general's memory, then I will do it tomorrow. ”

Mo Wei didn't speak, and poured her another glass of wine, and when she took the glass, the soles of her feet slipped, and her body spun in the air for half a circle, leaning into his arms.

Her eyes were as intoxicating as if they were full of wine, rendering Mo Jing's eyes, Mo Jing's hand gently stretched out to her, her red lips trembled slightly, waiting for that touch of warmth like wine.

Then Mo Jing's hand stayed between her hair, and took off a petal on it, and said without poetic feeling: "Poria cocos, flowers are alive, don't pull them off at will in the future." ”

Jiang Lingling grabbed his wrist, his eyes jumped with fire-like enthusiasm, and at the same time, he also carried the courage of the Dos woman to go to the soup for love.

"Even if the flowers are carefully cared for in the pot, they can't escape the fate of withering, so it's better to realize their own value in advance and let themselves bloom more brilliantly and vigorously."

"Flowers go well with beauty, and flowers are worn for people who like you."

"General, we've been together for so long, I don't believe you've never had a heart for me?"

"My heart is beating alive, wouldn't I have stopped breathing long ago if I didn't move?"

"I don't believe that your heartbeat when you see me is the same as when you see someone else?"

"For me, seeing everyone is the same heartbeat, it's no different."

"General, even if you don't like it now, you'll be mine sooner or later!"

I didn't expect that this Dos woman's wrist strength was so great, and it was not something that Mo Jing could push away with a light push, and it seemed that she was ready to not give up without giving up.

The two pairs of eyes were looking at each other, and the meaning of the flames ignited by the two sides was completely different, and Mo Jing's eyes were more about exploration.

"Oh! Listen to what you mean, if you want to get me, you are bound to win? ”

"I mean, the human heart is fleshy, and if you are a stone, I will also warm you."

"Poria, I've always treated you as my sister, if you think of me, then you can leave the house."

"General, are you going to drive me away? I've ruined my family, where do you let me go? Ever since you saved me on the battlefield, I have made the General's Mansion my home. ”

"Then you will stay in the mansion for a good time, and the role is my sister. I am the general of the Snow Country, and my marriage is not up to me, and whoever the queen points out to me is the general's wife. Mo Jing's voice was indifferent, there was no pity for the jade, and even the tears flashing in the corners of the beauty's eyes were not much to see.

"Then I'll let the queen order you to be directed to me!" Jiang Ling's voice became ruthless, and an irresistible domineering aura emerged from her eyes.

Mo Wei was attracted by her expression, and asked puzzledly, "Let the queen order me to be directed to you?" What a big breath! Poria, you don't forget who you are. ”

"I know that I am humble and unworthy to be your main room, I mean, whoever the queen points to you, she can point me out to you as a side room." She hurriedly lowered her voice and bowed her head with a pitiful look.

"Okay, I hope you can wait until this day."

The curvature of Jiang Ling's lips bloomed, and she looked at him with a smile, as if to say, I will wait until this day, and the general will be mine sooner or later.