Meng Yu laughed and said, "I haven't 'touched' my hands, but I have 'touched' other places?"

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Seeing this, he laughed "hahaha".

Narcissus shouted, "What are you laughing at again!" Brother, there are no fish here, let's go fishing in the bay over there." ”

Mu Mangzi understood that this was his sister's "perfect of both worlds" plan, and shouted: "Are you waiting for the fish, or are the fish waiting for you?"

Wu Cheng said: "You don't care who waits for whom, I have my own tricks." ”

Narcissus and Wucheng collected their fishing rods, took some bait, and went to an inlet in front of them. After a while, two figures disappeared.

It was not the first time that Mu Mangzi had been alone with Yu Mengyu, and at this time, when Narcissus created this perfect opportunity for him to have only two parties left, his inner desire prompted his mind to be active and ready to go.

At this time, Yu Mengyu had the leisure to carefully observe a bamboo fish beside Mu Mangzi, only to see that the bamboo silk was large and fine, peeled and scraped smoothly, the fish was beautifully shaped, and the mouth was small and the belly was large;

She knew that this was Mu Mangzi's own masterpiece, and said with a smile: "Hehe, no wonder, someone calls you a water carpenter!"

Mu Mangzi's eyes have been on the float, but his heart is on the beauty, hearing her say this, he said: "In addition to being able to learn from the Suiren clan to 'grope' how to make fire, what can you do the right thing?"

Knowing what he meant, he said he wouldn't do anything, "I've learned a variety of crafts. Moreover, when I was in Hu'an Mountain, I learned how to make clothes from Mrs. Xiang and how to make shoes from Mrs. Ruo. ”

Mu Mangzi smiled: "It is estimated that you have also learned from Xi Shi Huansha." ”

"Have you seen Shih Tzu?"

Mu Mangzi smiled: "I wasn't born that early. But I wonder what kind of beauty can make a king lose a powerful country. It is estimated that only those who are as elegant and fairy as you are can happen. ”

There are only two ways for Mu Mangzi to praise the 'female', one is the eyes, the other is the heart, the most popular 'female' people's favorite language expression but the least good at it, this is the first time Mu Mangzi is presumptuous, praising the beauty of the dream language in person.

Yu Mengyu or was accustomed to other people's praise, and did not feel much satisfaction, and said: "Xi Shi is a 'female' warrior and 'female' general of Yue Kingdom, and her achievements are emerciful, how can I compare with her!"

Before Mu Mangzi could speak, Meng Mengyu had already stood up, and continued: "Oh, I understand, you mean I have big feet?"

Mu Mangzi smiled: "The feet are not big, how can you sink the fish?"

"It's not like you're talking nonsense. Hey, under this sun, people are so lazy. Yu Mengyu looked up at the sky and yawned, "Anyway, the fish won't come, so let's rest for a while." ”

When the sky is a silk tent and the ground is a 'bed', there is no need to make preparations, and she said that she will rest when she rests, put down the fishing rod, and used a somewhat ambiguous rest posture in Mu Mangzi's opinion: she sat down, and then laid her body flat on the grass under her, her hands were 'crossed' on the pillow on her head, her feet were in a small arch, and her knees were neatly together.

Mu Mangzi has seen this posture more than once, maybe she likes this posture, Mu Mangzi thinks like this - it is precisely because Mu Mangzi has seen it more than once, so Mu Mengyu thinks that there is nothing wrong with such a posture.

Mu Mangzi didn't have the heart to fish anymore, he also sat on the grass casually, and then lay down like a dream, and basically the same posture as her, but the previous distance was not shortened, it was still the length of two bamboo fishing rods, which was the distance they fished.

Just as he was looking at the white clouds in the sky in his dream, and Mu Mangzi was looking at the silence of the people in the sky, Wu Cheng came over to get the bait and said with a smile: "Are you fishing, or are you fishing? Who is Jiang Taigong?"

The two of them panicked, sat up, and looked at him without speaking.

Wu Cheng felt that it was not the right time, and said, "There are a lot of fish over there, I'll take some bait and sprinkle it in the water." ”

Yu Mengyu looked up and said, "I'm impatient to wait." ”

Wu Cheng took the Chu-style bait made by his father and turned to leave, and the two of them were lying on the grass again, still in an almost unchanged position.

Looking at the sky, the sunlight was not as strong as just now, and the white clouds were slowly drifting towards the back mountain. She thought that she didn't know how long it would take for her to float above Hu'an Mountain.

It is so pleasant to lie in the tender green grass of the Hu'an Mountain grassland and watch the white clouds in the blue sky, especially in summer and autumn. If the weather is good and not too hot, they often linger on the grassland for several hours in a row to see the beautiful sunset. The sunset over the Hu'an Mountain grassland is also extraordinary, like a huge red ball hanging on the tip of the farthest and highest mountain peak in the western part of the grassland, which is wonderful.

Dream Yu is starting to feel homesick again.

She closed her eyes and straightened her legs, not moving.

Mu Mangzi also closed his eyes lightly and remained motionless.

I don't know how long later, when Mu Mangzi opened his eyes again and rolled his eyes in a direction that he didn't have to think, a miracle happened, just like magic: two butterflies, which were not necessarily the most beautiful in the world, but must be the happiest, stopped at some point on a recumbent statue next to him, one between the ravines of the two "peaks", and the other on the "peak" on the "peak" closest to him.

There were also two or three butterflies, flying lightly above Mengyu's body.

The sinkhole is located in the south and the terrain is very low, so there are still a few butterflies in autumn. Mu Mangzi doesn't know much about the habits and 'sex' of butterflies, but he also knows that this season, although he can occasionally see butterflies, it is rare. He thought, the faint smell of the Sisi 'flower' fragrance on Yu Mengyu's body is so faint that ordinary people can't smell it, it is really amazing, these butterflies must regard the Sisi 'flower' fragrance as the strange fragrance of some strange 'flower' that is blooming.

The two most beautiful peaks in the world fell together with the breath of the sleeping beauty, just like the round canopy on the luxury car of the Daguan nobleman from afar rose and fell - Mu Mangzi suddenly thought of the round roof he had seen in Jiangzhou, the capital of Pakistan.

Was she really asleep? or half-asleep—after a while, Mu Mangzi thought to himself.

It is not appropriate to stare at the breasts of a half-asleep 'woman', but it should not be a sin to stare at the butterflies on the peak, and the birds flying overhead should not be jealous - Mu Mangzi justified himself in his heart.

He didn't imagine himself as the happy butterfly like most men, but as another butterfly, because there was another mountain without butterflies.

Mu Mangzi felt that his body was slowly relaxing, and there was an indescribable pleasure, just like meditation (of course, he didn't know that this was the meditation method of a person who meditated or sat in meditation, replacing ten thousand thoughts with one thought), as if he was flying gently, as if he was really a butterfly, dancing on the top of the mountain.

Time is gone......

Suddenly, the butterfly in front of Mu Mangzi's eyes flew up, and the other ones also flew almost at the same time.

Meng Yu smiled: "I know that as soon as I open my eyes, they will run! Motionless, in fact, the most tiring." ”

Mu Mangzi came back to his senses, as if he had returned from another world, and hurriedly closed his eyes, he really didn't want the butterfly to fly away, and he didn't want her to see the eyes full of tenderness and sweetness that he had been opening all the time.

He didn't know that he actually had a wizard-like magic in his body, especially his instinctive eyes, which had a strong lethal effect on 'women', including the peerless beauty in front of him, if she dared to look him in the eyes.

Mu Mangzi opened his eyes, making people feel like they had just woken up from a dream, and said, "The clouds in the sky, how beautiful!"

Only then did he notice that he was also in the same posture as himself, and said with a smile: "You really keep looking at the clouds in the sky?"

"What do you think I'll look at besides the clouds in the sky?" retorted ambiguously.

"Then you might as well tell me about it?" said the dream smirked, but his mouth moved.

Mu Mangzi 'touched' his forehead, resumed his posture, looked at the sky, and said calmly and slowly:

"At this time, the white cloud in the middle of our heads, like a canoe on a calm lake, quiet, silent, waiting for the white cloud over there to slowly drift towards it.

"The white cloud is a wise sorcerer, sometimes it becomes a white 'flower', sometimes it becomes a white 'color' tiger, it is estimated that it is like your white tiger god, sometimes it becomes like a goose 'feather', or like snow, and sometimes it comes out and floats like a waterfall...... Mix.

"Sometimes, it turns into light yarn, like a daffodil, a watery white 'color' shirt and, of course, yours, wonderful and flowing. Its changes are so varied that the gods and ghosts are unpredictable. It seems to be close at hand, but it is far away in the sky.

"Just now, I imagined my body floating, like a white cloud overhead, floating with the wind to the outside of the sinkhole. You can imagine it the same way. ”

Although he understood that he didn't necessarily believe that he had been looking at the sky just now, he still spoke very seriously about the clouds he understood.

She felt that the man's tone, demeanor and description, just like his name, were like the small 'waves' and 'waves' coming out of the center of the deepest and widest part of the lake, gently and quietly from far and near, patting a stone on the shore, stroking it, kissing it, and making a gentle and affectionate 'groan' singing, which made people feel intoxicated.

Meng Yu suddenly felt that his heart was like that stone......