The pomegranate blossoms on the branches are blooming brightly.

The hair is loose, but it is embellished with this red blooming bud.

Eclectic, don't have a bit of a lazy and lazy charm.

Yu Wenheng looked at it carefully, and Xiao Xia on the bridge didn't have such scruples at all.

She swallowed her saliva and cautiously walked to the fainting palace maid.

"Hey, are you alright? Feed? ”

Xiao Xia stretched out his finger and poked the fainting man's back, but where did he get a response?

It seems that he was really frightened and pouted.

Xiao Xia looked around.

This lakeside is really deserted, and when you look into the distance, there is not even half a figure!

The emperor's residence is also so big that it makes people panic!

She didn't even know that there were no guards patrolling here in the middle of the night!

It was hesitation, and suddenly, the wind chimes on the covered bridge shook.

The sound is slowly transmitted from the corner of the eaves.

Jingle bells, accompanied by the wind running through the long bridge, seem to have an echo.

Xiao Xia was a little alert, and suddenly raised her head to look at the side.

She raised her hand and pulled a strand of hair that was brushing the strand in front of her behind her ear.

However, after the big bright hairstyle, the line of sight was clear, and there was still no figure in sight.

But why, does she feel that someone is around her?

Suddenly, another gust of wind jumped, and in the overlapping light and shadow of the lake, it was so ambiguous to pass her.

It was like the wind under the skirt, suddenly rolling up from under the bridge.

There are also fleeting little bits of water on the surface of the lake.

Huh? Xiao Xia lowered her head and looked at her feet. Could it be that the fish in Yanqi Lake are so big that they can still take off and jump up?

But on this covered bridge, there is no grand scene of the dragon gate!

And from the cracks in the floor of the bridge, she didn't see anything.

Illusion?

Xiao Xia was in a trance.

Suddenly, there was another gust of wind, and Xiao Xia's unnoticed figure was rapidly approaching from behind her.

Yu Wenheng saw the pomegranate flower pinned between her buns in the back of her head, but her hand that was vigorously reaching out couldn't help but soften her strength.

The action of stroking the back of her head was also loosened, but it was like a breeze blowing through the ends of her hair.

suddenly, but she easily took off the pomegranate branch pinned behind her head.

"Huh?!" Natsu heard the slight sound of her long hair falling down again.

When I turned around, I felt that the ends of my hair seemed to be brushed by someone, and I gently touched her waist along her hair?!

Who is it?!

Turning to look back, where is there anybody?

Strange, she froze even more, and raised her hand to stroke the back of her head.

What about the pomegranate flower? How do you pin it to the bun and disappear again?

Was it blown off by the wind?

Xiao Xia hurriedly looked for it on the wooden deck of the covered bridge, but found nothing!

Before she could figure it out, the wind from the lake through the bridge made the ancient covered bridge hum.

The light breeze, which was not cold, coiled around her, consciously or unconsciously, lingering back and forth, as if it had its own opinions.

The huge lake, on this covered bridge, lingered and danced beside her, refusing to leave.

The lake breeze was a little compelling, but it was very gentle and gentle around her body, as if playing with her.

She snatched up her sleeves and robes several times, but when Xiao Xia turned around to look, it had already flashed away from behind her, and in a blink of an eye, she retreated and blended into the night.

No matter how many times you look around.

As far as the eye can see, she's the only one here.

However, as she hesitated, someone hooked her arm and dragged her into the air.

"Who?"

Xiao Xia exclaimed, dazed.

At this moment, she has no flour to whiten, but her face is really white.

Could it really be that a ghost is joking with her?

But faintly felt that this power seemed to have no malice towards her.

She looked around in a hurry, and turned her head sharply to look, but the hand that held her had long since let go.

The person who was originally on Xiao Xia's side quickly dodged away almost invisibly, constantly changing his footwork and body shape, it was really like a ghost, and people couldn't catch this weird figure.

Yu Wenheng laughed and teased her.

Performing light skills, like a ghost and a fairy, he completely avoided the sight of Xiao Xia, who was already dizzy.

But he looked at her so carefully.

Why does this stupid girl seem to have become pretty? The blank face is also more likable.

On the surface of the water in the middle of the lake, there is the reflection of the man playing with Xiao Xia in a flash.

Like a demon like a fairy, his body is as fast as lightning.

No matter where the girl turned to look, he could easily avoid hiding into the night.

Without a trace, he was happy to play a game of hide and seek with her.

Xiao Xia, who lost her flower branches and bundled hair, her long hair strands flew so lightly, and her clothes fluttered, who would have thought that she was subject to talent to be so graceful and light?

But it's not really a moon elf, dancing on this quaint and elegant covered bridge in the middle of the lake, which is beautiful.