Storm (1)

It wasn't until the thick snow covered the whole world that Ling Xiang was sure to come back.

It's still a little far from the docks of Eternal City, but it's enough to make the girls ecstatic.

It's been too long, Ling Xiang hasn't been lying on her soft pillow bed, and it's been too long, Ling Xiang hasn't used the rouge makeup at home. Now, Ling Xiang only wanted to make waves for a while, even if the sun could no longer be seen in the sky and on the ground.

Of course, what girls think is different from what men think.

Meng Qingyi looked at this place that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and a smile appeared on her face from time to time.

For at least ten years, she hasn't walked in the snow, Meng Qingyi almost wants to roll on the snow, maybe have a snowball fight.

As novel as it is, of course, Mu Yurong and Geng Yu'er.

It's not that Mu Yurong has never seen snow, but after all, her home is in the south, even if it is snowy, she can't wrap the whole world in makeup. Of course, I have seen it in Yucheng, but after all, it is a time to be anxious, not only is it not as good as I have time to appreciate it now, but I will never notice the elegance of the snow drift and the crystal frost condensed on the bald branches.

And Geng Yu'er has never stayed in the middle of summer, so he is really fascinated by the snow scene, and even regardless of the ice flowers, he has to climb on the bow of the boat to look.

Originally, the shore would be full of peach blossoms in spring, but now it has become an ice sculpture, but it is still worth enjoying.

And Xue Qi, of course, was still unmoved.

In fact, Xue Qi can be regarded as growing up in the snowfield. When he was fifteen years old, Xue Qi accompanied the snakes deep into the Beicang outside the Great Wilderness, where there was an endless sea of snow, and once Xue Qi simply died on the snow, and it was a white-haired young man named Leng Fenghan who rescued people. So as soon as he saw the white snow, Xue Qi couldn't help but think of the white hair of the Beicang people, who had been gray since childhood.

Only Li Tuo and him really hate snow.

Because of the snow, it really cost both of them.

As a young man, he was already in exile everywhere, and every winter could make him die in the cold. He hated and feared that no matter how beautiful the snow crystal was, he didn't think it was worth admiring.

Li Tuo, on the other hand, had assassinations under the ice and snow.

It was a rare few dangerous situations, because all the muscles and veins of the limbs were frozen unconsciously. Crouching in the snow is just that, sometimes one forgets that a part of one's body is frozen.

Distress was the price Li Tuo had to pay, but the sudden loss of control over his body really surprised Li Tuo.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the heavy snow has not yet sealed the river, and the boat does not have to run aground, but swings slowly, and is still drifting on the shore.

But no one went down.

No one left at once, and everyone sat down in the hall again, just as they had been on board.

Even the most maverick Xue Qi would pull a chair and sit in the shadows.

In the drift on the sea for more than ten days, eight people simply overcame too many difficulties, so Meng Qingyi suddenly laughed, and everyone laughed.

Even Xue Qi's sneer changed slightly.

Li Tuo, who rarely smiled, also gently pulled up the corners of his mouth.

Not to mention Xie Wuyi, who is the most healthy and cheerful among several men.

And his smile is finally like Lin Fan.

Ling Xiang and Mu Yurong squeezed Geng Yu'er in the middle, smiling brightly while chattering about the appearance of several men.

It's just that the laughter will eventually stop.

Li Tuodao as the captain.

"Now, it's time to separate. ”