"What kind of grate hair did you use today? It smells so elegant. ”

Hanyue was interested for a while, and didn't tell the answer, just said mischievously, "Guess." "It's all the delicate attitude of a little daughter.

Nangong Heng was infected by Han Yue's vigorous smile, "Okay, then I'll guess." He sniffed a wisp of green silk and thought for a moment. Raising his eyes, a white plum tree competing to open outside the window fell into his eyes.

He smiled suddenly, the corners of his lips hooked up with a beautiful arc, "I guess, there should be white plums among them." ”

"What else?"

"And the smell of green bamboo and pine branches."

Hanyue nodded, "It's true that there are a few flavors, but it's not to mention the same." ”

"Hmm......

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