Everyone was eating hot pot, drinking wine, and enjoying the snow scene, a rare relaxation and happiness, many years later, Mu Youluo remembered this scene, and still felt happy in his heart.

"In this situation, I suddenly wanted to recite two poems. Qian Wanduo blushed and slapped the table, slightly drunk.

"Brother Qian, how about you compose a poem?" Si Ye also said with a slight blush.

"Okay, then I'll be ugly." Qian Wanduo bowed his hand and said with a smile.

Mu Youluo raised the wine glass and looked at him, she really couldn't imagine what Qian Wanduo's poem was like, one hand held the lower hand, and the other hand slowly brought the wine in the wine glass to her mouth.

"I planted this mountain, and I opened this road."

"If you want to live from now on, leave behind to buy road money."

"Poof~cough, cough~" Mu Youluo squirted out a mouthful of wine, directly onto Qian Wanduo's clothes next to her.

Sure enough, you can't expect much from Qian Wanduo, his mouth can usually speak well, but if he is right with poetry, it is simply an idiot.

"Hahahaha~" Hearing Qian Wanduo's 'poem', several people couldn't help laughing, and even the old woman laughed rarely.

"Brother Qian, you are really, really a pistachio." Si Ye said with a smile.

Others can't deny it, with more money, there is indeed a lot of laughter.

"Little Luoluo, why don't you have one?" Qian Wanduo said suddenly.

Mu Youluo turned his head, looked at the expectant eyes of several people, looked down and thought for a while, stood up and looked at the courtyard, and said:

The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, the fox fur is not warm and thin.

The general's horns and bows are uncontrollable, and they are all cold in iron clothes.

The sea is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and condensed.

The Chinese army returned with wine and drinks, Huqin pipa and Qiang flute.

The snow is falling in the twilight, and the wind and red flags are not overturned.

Luntai East Gate sent Jun to go, and when he went, the snow was full of Tianshan Road.

The mountain loop turns around, and the snow leaves a place for horses.

This Bai Xue song sent the military judge back to Beijing is her favorite poem, although the poem is a farewell poem, but it is not so sad, the second is full of whimsy, the poem is rich in connotation, romantic, majestic, unique artistic conception, after the assessment, the people present should also go home, Mu Youluo thought of this poem.

After the poem was read, everyone held their breath, and only the sound of a hot pot boiling and a breeze remained in the courtyard, and they were stunned by the poem.

After a long time, Si Ye stood up and applauded, and everyone was awakened by the applause, and they also applauded.

"Good poetry, really good poetry, Miss Mu is really talented." Soul Night.

"Little Luoluo, although I don't know much, but the momentum in the poem, I feel it, it's amazing." Qian Wanduo also said with a smile.

"My eldest brother usually likes poetry, and if my eldest brother hears this poem, he will definitely be so excited that he can't sleep." Guo Yunyan's eyes were shining, and his face was excited.

"I didn't expect Miss Mu to be not only strong, but also to compose poems so well, which is really unexpected." Cheng Zihan also spoke.

"Girl, this poem is a good poem." The old woman also made a rare boast.

"This poem is not written by me, but by a poet I like very much." Mu Youluo was embarrassed by their praise, so he had to tell the truth.

"Who is who? Why haven't I heard of it? Qian Wanduo's words aroused the curiosity of several other people, such a good poem, they had never heard it in the entire continent.

Mu Youluo had a headache and simply stopped talking.

Her silence seemed to everyone to think that she was lying, and that she must have written the poem herself.

Subsequently, drinking wine and eating meat, chatting about the world, very comfortable.

The old woman looked at a few people and couldn't help but sigh, "It's good to be young." Then, enter the well.

Qian Wanduo and Cheng Zihan drank a lot of wine, the two actually danced their swords in the courtyard, Si Ye took out a piano from the space bag and played it, and the song he played was actually the vocal rhythm enlightenment that Mu Youluo sang in the Jin Kingdom, although it was monotonous, but it also had a unique flavor.

Guo Yunyan looked at Mu Youluo, and then at the three people in the courtyard, laughing, he thought, this should be the most beautiful scenery he has seen in his life.

The firewood in the stove was almost burned, full of food and drink, sword dancing, playing, after everyone was fighting, Mu Youluo cleaned up the other two rooms, took out the futon in the space ring, put it on the bed, and went back to the house by himself.

Qian Wanduo and Cheng Zihan, who drank too much, were also helped back to the room by Si Ye and Guo Yunyan, and several people had a good night's sleep.

"Ah~"

Early in the morning, Mu Youluo heard Qian Wanduo's lion roar, she put on her clothes and opened the door, and the yard was covered with heavy snow, which was beautiful.

The others were also awakened by Qian Wanduo's voice, and when they arrived at his and Cheng Zihan's house, they saw Cheng Zihan lying on the bed sleepily, while Qian Wanduo was standing barefoot on the ground.

"How did we sleep together? It's over, my innocence is gone. Qian Wanduo cried with a sad face, like a little daughter-in-law.

"Shut up, you're both men, what's wrong with sleeping together?" Mu Youluo looked at him with a yawn.

"Xiao Luoluo, I'm not good at manhood, you have to testify for me!"

"Hahahaha~" Si Ye and Guo Yunyan couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, it's okay today, if you still want to sleep, just sleep for a while, if you don't want to sleep, prepare to eat." Mu Youluo glanced at a few people and turned to leave.

"Xiao Luoluo, do you still eat hot pot?"

"Whatever, I'll put the dishes in the small kitchen and wash them myself." After speaking, Mu Youluo sent the dishes in the space to the small kitchen with spiritual power.