Yeli came from behind and saw such a beautiful scene.

The girl stood on the snow-covered ground in a long silver dress, her plain white hand gently stretched out, and her fingertips caught a snowflake, which quickly melted away.

Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, a faint smile was on the corner of her lips, and her tone was light, "It's snowing again." ”

“……”

Yeli's handsome face was pale, and he said softly: "Donor, you are wearing too thin." ”

"No problem."

The corners of Tang Mei's lips hooked slightly, and she slowly squatted down, and when her white hands sank into the snow, her arms were suddenly covered with a touch of burning.

Yeli pursed her thin lips, and pulled Tang Mei up with a slight force in her hand, and the corner of her eyes suddenly skimmed to the scene under her skirt.

The tender jade feet didn't even wear shoes and socks, and they stood barefoot in the snow in such a cold winter, and the tender flesh on their feet was a little red.

Yeli frowned slightly, "Why doesn't the donor wear shoes and socks?" ”

"It's a lot of trouble."

The corners of Tang Mei's lips hooked slightly, and she tilted her head slightly to look at Ye Li, "Xuanji, what are you pulling me away?" The lotus brew I made is buried underneath this, and I'm going to dig it out. ”

As she spoke, the girl's slender fingers pointed to the ground next to the spirit pool, and her voice was soft and waxy, which was very good.

Looking in the direction of her fingers, Yeli raised his hand to lift the robe away, squatted down, made the nine-ring tin staff smaller by half, and then borrowed the nine-ring tin staff to dig out the lotus brew.

The movement was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the jar containing the lotus brew was handed to Tang Mei.

She held the jar in her arms, sat directly on the edge of the spiritual pool, uncovered the cloth on the altar, and a fresh fragrance came to her nose, in this cold and snowy day, it made people feel like they were in a summer night.

Tang Mei picked up the jar and drank it directly at the mouth of the altar, probably because her mouth was too small, and the crystal wine overflowed from the corners of her red and soft lips. Her eyes were misty, and she handed the jar to Yeli again, "Taste? ”

"Poor and jealous of wine."

Yeli opened his mouth lightly, leaning his hand against the altar, rejecting Tang Mei's kindness.

"Why do you want to drink alcohol?"

Tang Mei, who knew the reason, had to ask again, her wet eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a touch of cunning in them.

"Poverty and hatred are monks, and they should be taboo."

However, Yeli didn't seem to realize that Tang Mei was deliberate, and replied seriously, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the girl had poured another big mouthful, and her cheeks were slightly bulging.

Like a cute pufferfish, without even realizing it, the light softened a little under a pair of inky black eyes.

Tang Mei threw Yeli down on the snow with lightning speed, her soft red lips covering his thin lips, and the fragrant lotus brew passed along the lips that fit the two of them.

Yeli frowned slightly, and raised her hand to push Tang Mei away, but she grinded Yeli's teeth harder, and after a few back and forth, all the wine in Tang Mei's mouth overflowed.

As if annoyed, she bit Yeli's lip fiercely, the blood mixed with the fragrant wine fused together, and the bottom of Yeli's eyes gradually turned red.

Tang Mei took advantage of this time to take another big sip of wine and put it in her mouth, and then successfully crossed it all into Yeli's mouth.

After Yeli swallowed it, Tang Mei gently withdrew her lips.

She hooked the corners of her lips successfully, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a bit of bewitching and charming shimmer, and her teeth gently wrapped her lips, and she spit out a sip of the fragrance with lotus brew on Yeli's handsome face.

"Xuanji, you broke the vow again."