Xia Shengnuan was still stunned when she was carried in, and she looked a little guilty, feeling that she had beaten the mandarin ducks and separated two people who were on the right side.

Don't blame her for feeling guilty and uneasy, it's really that the picture just now is too shocking and beautiful, and it really makes people can't bear to dismantle and destroy!

She feels that she has become a CP fan of her own man and her own beauty master, how can she break it?

Xia Shengnuan bit her little finger in great confusion.

It's silent.

A cold wind blows.

Outside the garden, only the white-clothed Shengxue sat there, and the cold wind blew his clothes fluttering.

He picked up the wine cup and drank the tea slowly.

The movements are noble and elegant, not hurried, not hurried, as if they can drink until they grow old.

It wasn't until he finished drinking the pot of tea that he left here and went back to the wing.

The north wind was tight overnight.

Southern Xinjiang, where there is hardly any snow, is snowing drippingly.

When I woke up the next day, the whole world was white, wrapped in heavy makeup, and it was extremely enchanting.

Gong Tianyan got up early in the morning and saw that there was snow, so he directly pushed open the door and stepped on the snow to practice swords.

The house next door.

Si Ye and Wen Dingbei got up early in the morning and saw that there was snow, so they went directly to the roof to compete with swords.

We haven't decided last night, so it's still undecided whether that ghost is good or bad.

Lu Zhiyuan is a scholar, he reads in the garden early in the morning, and reads in the snow, and his indescribable literary quality is polite.

There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

Zhao Can walked through the snow in the garden and practiced swordsmanship.

Ye Feng got up, neither read nor practice swords, and walked out with his feet raised.

Si Ye and Wen Dingbei saw it on the roof, and immediately asked in unison, "Ye Shilang, where are you going?" ”

"Find the master next door."

Ye Feng didn't hide it, so he said generously.

He's still waiting for the end of the story.

When Si Ye and Wen Dingbei heard this, they immediately put away their swords, jumped down from the roof, and said with a smile, "Let's go together, find the master together." ”

They thought about it early in the morning, and they were afraid of being blasted out by the emperor, so they endured it all the time, and now that Ye Shilang is taking the lead, they are not afraid.

So the three of them brushed their feet together and walked out.

When Lu Zhiyuan saw it, he immediately closed the book in his hand and followed him in stride.

Zhao Can looked at it, everyone passed, and immediately put away the sword neatly, and followed in stride.

Although it feels like it's still a little early, it's good that everyone is on the same page.

So, the genius was bright, and the five beautiful men stepped out of the snow, and walked towards the house in unison.

Feng Mo Dye stood on the eaves in white clothes, simply blending in with a large area of snow around him, standing there enjoying the snow and waiting for the sunrise, seeing a wave of young and beautiful men stepping on the snow below, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile.

Zongzhi is a chic and beautiful young man, looking at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.

It's really a young man, a young man.

The housekeeper opened the door and ordered the two little men to clear the snow, and the five beautiful men slipped in.

Butler: "......"

Nowadays, young people are getting up so early?

Gong Feihan had already finished practicing, took a bath, and was about to go to the study to deal with urgent matters for a while, and then ask Xia Sheng to warm up for breakfast.

No, Xia Shengnuan woke up early in a rare way.

When he saw that it was snowing, he immediately dragged his hand out and said that he wanted to see the snow.

Standing in the snow, Xia Shengnuan folded his hands and made a wish, and then told Gong Fei Handao, "Hurry up, make a wish, the first snow is very spiritual." "Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.