Mu Qianyue hugged him, frowned, raised her little face, and stared at him seriously, "En? How do you feel like you've lost weight? ”

"Think about what you want. He chuckled.

"Really?" Mu Qianyue blinked her eyes, looking extremely cute and cute.

"Yes." He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, his voice slightly hoarse.

Originally, he just wanted to kiss lightly, but he couldn't stop, and the faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose bewitched him and fascinated him. So the shallow kiss turned into a deep kiss, and even the hands began to be dishonest, and they reached into the skirt to touch the softness.

Mu Qianyue exclaimed, quickly slapped his hand away, and glared at him angrily, "Don't touch it." ”

The strange softness was fleeting, Nalan Jing smacked his mouth with a look of regret, looked up and smiled, "Lady, your breasts seem to have grown a lot." ”

"Well, I'm already moving towards 36C now, you know? Don't call me Little Bean Sprouts anymore! The cold phoenix eyes flashed with a bright light like stars.

"Oh, can you give me some benefits?" Nalan Jing looked at her with hot eyes, stepped forward to hug her body, and forced her into a corner.

Mu Qianyue swallowed in fear, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Lady, it's funny what you asked, what do you say a couple would do in the room? Naturally, I did what I had to do. ”

"Uh...... I haven't taken a shower yet......" With that, Mu Qianyue turned around and wanted to run, but she was pulled by Nalan Jing, she crashed into his thick and warm chest, her heart was beating faster and faster, and her jade-like delicate face was even more red like blood.

"Lady, where do you want to go, I just want to take you to a place." Nalan Jing hugged her waist and tore the air with one hand, only to hear a crisp 'hiss', and the invisible air was torn open by him with a black opening.

The icy wind whistled in my ears, with an air of ancient vicissitudes, sad and desolate.

In front of him was endless darkness, like thick ink that could not be dissolved, Mu Qianyue was terrified in her heart, is this a time traveler? I wonder if I can wear it to modern times? Or wear it to another space? While she was thinking wildly, she saw a light in her eyes, and suddenly she opened up, and what greeted her was an endless white ......

A vast white patch, transparent and pure, clear and crystalline.

The majestic snow-capped mountains are undulating, like a white dragon lying on its legs.

This is......

Mu Qianyue looked around in surprise, and when she looked up, the world was vast, wrapped in silver makeup, like a fairy's ribbon, elegant and up and down.

"This is the top of Beichuan Mountain." Nalan Jing held her hand, and a warm current flowed out of his palm and flowed into Mu Qianyue's body, instantly dispelling the cold for her.

"The top of Beichuan Mountain seems to be thousands of miles away, right?" Mu Qianyue looked up at him in surprise, her eyes flashed with countless little stars, so tired! This ability to traverse thousands of mountains and rivers is so strong! No, she wants to be stronger! In the future, she can travel wherever she wants!

There is only a crescent moon above the sky, the night is as quiet as water, the moonlight shines on the glacier, reflecting the silver and white magnificent light, and the surrounding scenery is clear and bright.

A stretch of ice stairs, transparent and clean, like a mirror, clearly reflects the figure of a person, stretching towards the top of the snow-capped mountain, and finally disappearing in the silvery blue light.

The two of them walked up the stairs, perhaps because he drove away the cold for himself, and the evening breeze of the glacier breath blew, but Mu Qianyue did not feel the cold.

Mu Qianyue glanced up at the man beside her, and felt extremely peaceful in her heart, as if because of him, all her troubles disappeared. She is not a nosy person, let alone a casual person who can communicate with others, but when she meets him, she feels as if her heart is out of control, always touched by his every move.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her frowning at herself, Nalan Jing couldn't help but stop her steps, with a little inquiry in her purple eyes.

The north wind blows, with the fragrance of snow lotus, fresh and good.

His song-like voice, so beautiful that it spilled from under his lips, full of sultry magic, fluttering with the wind in the mountains, as if tickling her heart little by little.

"It's nothing, it's just that fate is really a wonderful thing." Fate can't be seen or touched, but it can be tied together by the souls of two different worlds, which is really amazing.

"Heh, silly Yue'er." Nalan Jing laughed when she heard this, and her slender jade-like fingers gently scraped her delicate and small nose, and her purple pupils were full of spoiling taste.

Before they knew it, the two of them had reached the top of the mountain, with thousands of feet of cliffs and ice walls in front of them, smooth and steep, and a group of icebergs on the right.

The dissolving moonlight halo is blurred, reflected on the vast snow-capped mountains, and everything seems harmonious and quiet.

"Here we are." Nalan Jing chuckled, let go of his hand, walked to a clearing in front of him, and with a shake of his palm, a dagger shining with cold light appeared in his hand, only to see him holding the dagger and carefully digging on the ice.

After a while, a hole was dug.

He put down the dagger, picked up the fragments of ice with his green and slender ten fingers, and took out two jars of wine from it.

Mu Qianyue blinked in surprise and squatted beside him, "When did you bury wine here?" ”

"You said before that you wanted to bury two jars of wine on Beichuan and dig it on your fifteenth birthday. We buried this wine together. Nalan Jing raised his head, staring at her with a clear and serious gaze, as if he had seen a good memory through her, and the corners of his beautiful lips couldn't help but curl slightly.

When Mu Qianyue heard his words, the surprise in her eyes was even stronger, her smart eyes were slightly raised, and her shallow gaze fell on the jade-like handsome face of the man opposite.

"I don't remember." She's not 'she', how can she remember these things? I don't even remember burying wine here!

Is it 'her' birthday?

It's the same day as his birthday, so he came to celebrate 'her'.

Suddenly, there was a feeling in my heart, does Nalan Jing like herself, or does she like 'her'? If he knew that he was no longer the original 'Mu Qianyue', would he still be so good to himself? For a while, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and I turned a thousand times.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it." Nalan Jing raised her hand and rubbed her hair, and her chuckling voice was doting, "No matter what kind of you are, you are my lady, and this will never change." ”

No matter what kind of you are...... Mu Qianyue's brows were not relaxed, but tightened, did he know something? If you leave halfway through, press CTRL+D to save the current page to your favorites so you can watch it later!