Chapter 120: The iceberg has melted

Covered with snow, the sky and the earth are one color.

These four words still refer to oneself alone, like plum blossoms, standing proudly in the snow, not disturbed by the world, not contaminated with dust.

The iceberg is insoluble, the snow has accumulated into a mountain, and now it is difficult to move her heart.

Freezing three feet, not a day's cold.

Although her body is white and flawless, her heart is as cold as frost.

The girls' school book by the bridge is closed. How much do you know about sweeping your eyebrows, it's better to manage the spring breeze. ”

Feng Jialun catered to the poems of Zao, praised her talent and scholarly temperament, knew books and gifts, Bing Xue was clean and smart, showed off her wisdom, and was talented.

The most precious accumulation of women, the scholarly temperament, the most shocking inner beauty of the years, the most enduring beauty, enduring, eternal.

Invisible beauty, beauty in people's hearts, beauty in oneself, like the sun and the moon, Fanghua comes with itself.

The years are unforgiving, the face is gone, the time is no more, and the face is full of wrinkles. ”

In the room, the sound of the warbler was heard again, lamenting that time is in a hurry, the beauty is twilight, the face is gone, and many beautiful things pass with time.

Although he has a heart and love, he is old and decrepit after all, and he does not dare to take a step into the thunder pool.

Bing Xue is smart, but he was mistaken by himself, and he knows that the years have passed, so why not hesitate to do so at this time. ”

Feng Jialun shouted into the room, testing each other and tearing each other down for the previous sentence of the algae.

said that she knows that the years are ruthless, but she should cherish and grasp the present, and should not be tortured by her own intelligence.

People, if you miss it, you really miss it, and you need to seize the opportunity.

"A man lives a face, a tree lives a skin, how can he not be named?

The algae echoed, had scruples, plucked the strings by hand, and was in a mess.

Speaking has been exposed, caring about other people's evaluations, caring about their own face, this is the characteristic of a reader.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng...... ”

The sound of the piano is like ripples in the water, the waves rise suddenly, the years are sick, and it is difficult to calm down for a while.

can't think about it, or rather, she needs someone to give her courage and help her.

Curved eyebrows and plump cheeks, clear voice and body, show outside and wisdom, you are all alone, not in other people's mouths, and your heart is self-explanatory. ”

Feng Jialun's admonition, fame outside, is the mouth of others, how to get it? Your own face is in your own heart, hidden in your own inside, you don't have to care about the opinions of others, not to mention, few people can see through.

Those who understand do not need to speak, and those who do not understand say it in vain.

In life, there are too many troubles, just be yourself.

"Squeak~ "

The door opened, and he bowed his head and smiled at Feng Jialun, and the afterglow in his eyes was staring at him, not directly, not broken.

Subtle, vague, hazy.

Feng Jialun looked at the algae, only to see her long hair scattered over her shoulders, lightly wiping her face, apricot eyes with affection, her skin is as delicate as warm jade, soft as condensation, cherry mouth, red without dotting, delicate as a flower, and two strands of green silk on her cheeks gently blowing with the wind, which is even more tender.

Wearing plum blossom white snow smoke yarn Bixia Luo, golden narcissus scattered flower pleated skirt, wearing silver silk thin smoke emerald green yarn, the whole person is hidden in silky satin, white as snow, cold as frost, plum blossoms bloom for the king.

As the so-called, the quality is proud and frosty, and the fragrance contains autumn dew.

Come in! "

He turned sideways, invited Feng Jialun into the room, and smiled at him brightly, like a beautiful flower, like throwing a stone to the calm lake, rippling and rippling.

This warm and sweet smile inadvertently flowed into Feng Jialun's heart, making his heart tremble, and he couldn't control his disordered aura.

He had just become a Qi Refiner, and he had broken his skills so quickly, and the aura in his body was swimming all over his body for a while, and he couldn't gather well on one point.

Knowing the sea, the old man in the yellow robe sighed secretly: "This woman is really shocking. ”

But there seems to be an ancient and familiar aura in her, where do I seem to have felt it, where is it?

Forgot about ...... ”

In the room, warm, romantic, fresh, filled with a faint floral fragrance, as well as a unique book fragrance, piano, chess, books, paintings are all arranged one by one.

Sit down and I'll make you tea. ”

Zao first arranged for Feng Jialun to sit down, turned around and poured a cup of tea, the teapot in his hand, and stood in front of Feng Jialun.

Try it, it tastes good. ”

Feng Jialun picked up the teacup, took a sip, closed his eyes, and savored it.

Entrance, slightly bitter, until it penetrates into the throat, and is warm and astringent.

In the second sip, I drank some more, and the tea swirled around in my mouth before entering my stomach.

Take the third sip and swallow it all.

Sit quietly, let go of distractions, and leave a fragrance on your lips and teeth.

A cup of fragrant tea is refreshing.

The strong tea makes people intoxicated, just like the owner who brewed it, even if they have known each other for a long time, the intellectual charm is still imprinted in the depths of the mind and will never be eliminated.

The light fragrance is refreshing and sober, every time I see her, she is different, so beautiful that it is suffocating, Shuya is quiet and calm, and he can't completely say all her charm at this moment.

With every breath, a new beauty is born.

is not public, not wild, and will shelter him from the wind and rain.

Whenever he was tired and tired, she would let himself rest quietly and not disturb.

After the break, when he starts on the road again, she will motivate him to start all over again, and he is young and not afraid of failure.

You need to taste carefully, drink slowly, and taste her gentleness, her thoughtfulness, her care, and her beauty.

Looking back at the shallow gentleness of a smile, a soft-spoken and caring greeting, a thoughtfulness inadvertently revealed, a smile on the indifferent feelings of life, and a quiet state of mind that is not alarmed, will make people's hearts move and have a long aftertaste.

"Good tea~ "

He opened his mouth to comment, not only for the tea, but also for the people.

"Another drink?"

"Good~ "

She took the teacup from him, poured it full, took a sip of herself, and spun around the mouth of the teacup, smiling toothlessly.

Here you go, taste it. ”

Feng Jialun turned out the teacup, greedily took a sip of the tea fragrance, pursed his lips, and slowly sucked the tea, only to feel that this time it was extraordinarily sweet.

It's delicious, is there anything else?"

Naturally, you can drink as much as you want. ”

Third, fourth, fifth......

Until, the tea in the teapot is exhausted.

Have you seen the other three sisters? Kazao asked, casually brushing her hair.

Well, I've seen it. Feng Jialun took out a bowl and spoon, filled a bowl of porridge, handed it to the algae, and said, "Eat some." ”

"Good~ "

She didn't take the bowl, she just opened her mouth, and this time she sat while Feng Jialun stood.

"How's it going?"

It's delicious, it's sweet, it's just a little cold, and it's late. ”

Do you want to warm it up?

No need, my heart warms. ”

After drinking a bowl of porridge, he moved to the bookcase and wrote down a poem by his predecessors.

You and I are full of affection, and there are many feelings, and they are as hot as fire, and they twist a piece of clay and shape one of you, and one of them mold me, and they will break the two of us together, and mix them with water, and then twist one of you, and then shape one of me. I have you in the mud, you have me in the mud, I am born with you in the same coffin, and I die in the same coffin. ”

And then he wrote:

No matter how good the appearance is, it is better to fall and bloom. ”

Only because of the feeling of Jun a review, it makes me think about the twilight and the dynasty. ”

The exquisite dice are an red bean, and the lovesickness is not known. ”

Feng Jialun stood behind her, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said softly:

Sometimes, I don't know how I can get taken care of by my sisters. ”

Come to think of it, when I was a child, I always played around and made a fuss around you, you should dislike it, why do you still like it?

I was glad and scared, and I always felt that there was a power in the dark that I didn't know was controlling you. ”

She put down her brush, reached out to hold his hand, and leaned against him.

Don't think about it, as you said, just make the right now. ”

At first, we may just take care of you and see you cute, but later, after getting along for a long time, it becomes love, which is also normal. ”

Everything has its own destiny, and so do our sisters, in short, you remember that we love you. ”

Feng Jialun bit a strand of her hair, was silent for a long time, and said: "It's me who is obsessed, sometimes, I feel that you are really a gift from God. ”

Yazao broke away from his embrace, touched his head, and said, "You are still young, there are still many things to experience, and you will meet many people in the future, I just hope that you don't forget a few sisters when the time comes." ”

Feng Jialun grabbed her hand and promised: "No, we are relatives." ”

Loved ones? He chewed on this sentence and was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said, "You little slippery head." ”

Help me grind, I'll draw a picture. Zao commanded at Feng Jialun.

"Good~ "

Feng Jialun grinded quietly, without saying a word, without saying a word, to be a dumb man.

An hour later, the painting of the algae was completed, and a golden dragon, soaring into the clouds, lifelike, had not yet been put to light.

"It's so well drawn~ "

Feng Jialun opened his mouth and gave a thumbs up.

The mouth is so sweet. "I said angrily, smiling, "Who did you learn from?"

Feng Jialun hugged her from behind, he liked this, turned his back to her, as if he was a little less stressed, and whispered: "In front of you, I will say, what is the need to learn." ”

A hint of blush crossed his cheeks, and he symbolically slapped him a few times, saying, "Flim Tongue." ”

After saying that, her mouth could no longer speak.

Woohoo...... ”

She closed her eyes and gradually slumped on top of him, hugging his head backwards, his hands restless, and everything went quietly.

After a long time, Feng Jia Lun looked at the algae narrowly and asked, "How is it?"

It's so-so~ "Izao is a few steps away from him to prevent his surprise attack.

She tidied up her clothes and said to him, "Sister, I'm still waiting for you upstairs." ”

So I'm gone?"

"In such a hurry?"

It's not you who say...... ”

"If I let you go, you'll go?"

So do I go or don't go? "

"Casually~ "

"Then I'm not leaving~ "

"Sister, I'm still waiting for you upstairs. ”

"Shall I go?"

Hmph...... ”

Feng Jialun: "...... ”

Knowing the sea, the old man in the yellow robe watched the play, crossed Erlang's legs, and made a chair.

What a mallet~ He couldn't help but shake his head and scold.

Woo, woo, woo...... ”

In the outside world, Zao couldn't breathe well, and was tightly held in his arms by Feng Jialun, stretched out his hand to punish her, and slapped her a few times, which made the beauty angry, but he couldn't help it.

The small mouth is sealed, and the words cannot be spoken.

After a long time, she pulled Feng Jialun out of the room.

"Sister, your temper is not good, don't come nonsense, be careful of being taught. ”

Also, the girl is also upstairs, she is a good seedling that the eldest sister values, you have to take care of her more. ”

That's all, let's go. ”

Fengjia Lun ascended the building, step by step, with a steady breath and restrained edge.

The human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant, hateful, hateful, and should be killed. ”

In the withered room, her angry voice was heard, and she also knew that he was coming.

However, now she is very angry......