There is a log bench on the hillside, which is antique and has a special taste.

Xue Yilan pulled her to sit down on the bench: "Momo, do you feel that the scenery here is a little familiar?" ”

Ning Xuemo glanced around and shook her head very dryly: "No!" ”

"We've been here a lot before, and you love the view." Xue Yilan was a little unrelenting.

It's before again! It's him and Momo's business again!

Ning Xuemo was too lazy to speak, so she simply sat on the bench and closed her eyes to recuperate.

Her hair was suddenly opened from behind, she opened her eyes in shock, and subconsciously wanted to turn back, but Xue Yilan held her down: "Momo, what hairstyle do you like?" As she spoke, she combed her long hair.

Ning Xuemo: "......"

She was suddenly a little irritable and wanted to stand up, but Xue Yilan simply clicked on her acupoint and let her sit firmly in front of him, his fingers were dexterous, and he combed her with a good-looking hairstyle in a moment, and after combing, he took out the bronze mirror and took a picture of her: "Come, Momo, this is your favorite hairstyle, are you satisfied?" ”

In the bronze mirror, a young girl was reflected, with a pale face, delicate facial features, a green silk forehead, a shawl of black hair, and a wreath coiled on the top of her head, which was woven with those elegant and pale flowers, which also lined her face with a bit of bright color.

To be honest, this hairstyle is indeed not ugly, if Ning Xuemo usually likes this hairstyle, she may really like this hairstyle, but Xue Yilan is obviously dressing her up as another woman now, which makes her feel extremely unhappy!

She had a whining urge to scratch this hairstyle!

She closed her eyes and didn't want to speak anymore.

Xue Yilan looked at her for a moment, but didn't force her anymore, untied her acupoint, and pulled her up again: "Let's go around elsewhere." ”

Since he couldn't resist, Ning Xuemo simply let him lead him.

Xue Yilan took her hand and walked through one place after another, each place had a characteristic, Ning Xuemo keenly felt that the scenery of this place seemed to be a comprehensive version of several places.

It's like a film and television city, where many scenes are pieced together, all of which are 'clones'......

Whenever she went to a place, Xue Yilan would inevitably ask her if she had any impression, and Ning Xuemo was also very calm, saying that she was not impressed.

After turning like this for two or three hours, Ning Xuemo's body was still too weak, and after walking for so long, cold sweat began to break out on her head, and she looked at Xue Yilan: "How long do you plan to turn?" ”

Xue Yilan looked at her face, and her eyes darkened slightly: "Go back and rest." ”

Night.

A few stars in the sky fell,

The county lord of Mingwan came out after changing the medicine for Ning Xuemo, and when he looked up, he saw that above the main hall in front of him, Xue Yilan was sitting alone on the top of the hall drinking.

He was tall, but there was a bit of depression and loneliness, and there were a few wine jars piled up beside him. He still held one in his hand, and drank it with his head up, quite a kind of legendary poet immortal drunken momentum.

Lord Mingwan's heart moved slightly, he jumped up, fished a wine jar from his side, and cut off the mouth of the jar with one palm: "What's the meaning of drinking alone?" I'll drink with you! ”

Xue Yilan originally saw her coming up, and moved her fingers, wanting to throw her down, but when she heard this, she didn't have the intention of throwing her down, but just raised the wine jar: "Okay!" ”

The two jars collided in the air, and some liquor flew out and spilled on the hands of the two people......

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