In the early morning, on an ancient road with wind and dust, Zhuo Yifan was dressed in white, his cheeks showed a bronze color under the warmth of the morning sun, and his handsome and perfect face shape, coupled with his white clothes, he looked even more handsome. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He rode a tall white horse, and the black boots on the white horse's belly made it appear darker and brighter, and the white horse's belly was more polished under the black boots.

He likes white, and thinks that it is not a color that only makes him comfortable, but a pure color, just like the white dress on his body, pure, simple, and like himself.

On the long and narrow ancient road, scattered passers-by, sparsely shuttled by, most of them are some villagers in yellow cloth and coarse shirts, perhaps because the economy is not good, most of them wear hemp rope shoes, some old and some young, tall, short, fat and thin, but the face is very calm.

In contrast, some of the other people who appeared next to him were gorgeously dressed and had more valuable ornaments on their bodies, but they all wore expressionless dead faces.

These brocade-clothed day walkers, whenever a passer-by passes by, they have to take a deep look, as if the arrest of criminals is fast, and the passers-by who look at it are also furious.

Zhuo Yifan was almost neck and neck with them, and in the face of their gaze, Zhuo Yifan could only turn his face to other places and try not to look at them.

The men did not say anything, nor did they make any unusual gestures towards him, and after some scrutiny, they all rode forward.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but wipe the sweat from the corners of his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

I don't know how long I rode, but on the opposite side ushered in a gorgeous carriage, with a splendid roof and thick and smooth mahogany, which decorated the carriage with extraordinary elegance and beauty.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but look at the carriage, just as he was secretly wondering who was sitting in the carriage, the curtain on the carriage was lifted, and a pair of charming eyes were looking at him. He had never seen such beautiful eyes, and he had never remembered them at all.

Although he is young, he is a man, although he is young and hazy, he is finally entering the maturity.

Men will not run away from the beauty of women when they see it, and those who deliberately avoid it will often like it more.

He doesn't run away, and he doesn't deliberately dodge.

On this bitter and lonely path, it is rare for a woman to appear, and it is such a beautiful and delicate woman, so that no one can fail to appreciate her beauty.

As the wind rises, so does the dust.

The windy weather is blowing at this time, which really hurts the scenery.

The carriage on the side came to a halt suddenly, but the two horses in front of it refused to go, and the sand and dust filled the sky, filling the air with everyone and everything.

Zhuo Yifan stepped off the horse, covered his snort and stepped forward, he walked past the carriage, and found that her curtain had been rolled up, and those charming eyes were looking at him with eye waves, and there was a hint of a smile.

Touching eyes, sweet smile, a pink cheek, can be said to be flawless white jade, slightly erected two willow eyebrows, gently raised above a pair of apricot eyes.

The woman was dressed in a green bandeau dress, the skirt ran across her chest, half of it tightly bound her plump breasts, and the other half was exposed to the air, with a round and white silhouette, like a semicircular glossy jade.

When Zhuo Yifan saw the spring at first glance, his heart suddenly shook, he was young and vigorous, and his heart was like a fire burning constantly.

The wind was so strong that the horses, which refused to take a step forward, began to shake their necks from side to side to get rid of the coachman's restraints, and suddenly the horses neighed.

The woman sitting in front of the carriage heard a sudden hissing sound, and she was also instantly startled, and the center of gravity of her front body was unstable, and she was about to fall off the carriage when she stumbled.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan rushed to the scene with lightning speed, arrived just before the woman fell, stretched out his arms to catch it, and hurriedly put his hands on her fragrant shoulders.

Zhuo Yifan's palm was numb, and her strength was unstable, and suddenly her fragrant body leaned into his arms.

At this time, the two of them hugged each other tightly, her clothes were very thin, on top of her smooth skin, like a soft veil, soft and elastic body, as if there was nothing.

Zhuo Yifan instantly felt two soft things, squeezing tightly in his chest, and a warm current suddenly came, and the girl's body fragrance came one after another, straight to his face and nose.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but widen his pupils, his handsome face was full of shock, it was really hard to imagine that this beautiful woman was such a stunner, making it difficult to hold herself.

The girl was stunned, her apricot eyes were round, she looked at him with an incredible face, and said in amazement: "You...... You're still not going to let go?"

Zhuo Yifan was enjoying this unprecedented warmth, and did not pay attention to what the girl said, seeing Zhuo Yifan's fascinated look, the girl suddenly blushed, but did not scold him.

Seeing the girl's shy face, Zhuo Yifan was very happy in his heart, he really didn't expect him to hold this woman for so long.

The girl saw Zhuo Yifan's burning gaze fall on her chest, and pushed her hot face to say, "This son, can you put me down?"

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his cheeks couldn't help but redden, let go of the girl's fragrant shoulders, turned his head in embarrassment, and turned his gaze to the side.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan's actions, the girl immediately became happy and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the son, I didn't hug the person who was very comfortable just now, why are you shy now!"

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but drop his eyes, he went out to break into the rivers and lakes, and encountered such a beautiful welfare for the first time, this girl was not only beautiful, but also so enthusiastic. I secretly thought that this river and lake was too fun and exciting.

He turned his cheek and glanced at the girl, and his heart suddenly became hot, and even his throat began to be a little hot, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The lonely road, the scattered flow of people, seeing this moving and beautiful stunner, who will not appreciate the stop.

He was about to use the white corners of his sleeves to wipe away the sweat from his forehead, but she stretched out her slender wrist and handed him a cloud-shaped fragrant brocade handkerchief.

She is not only beautiful and touching, but also very empathetic.

He stared at her white jade cheeks, his expression a little sluggish, but he didn't reach out to take it.

Although he was young, he had met some beauties and seen the faces of many women. In his impression, women's faces are divided into two categories, one is natural and pure, and there are some incomplete beauty on the face in the early days, which is also extremely rare, and this kind of face is usually unmodified. The second type is post-restoration, which is all retouched by powder makeup, and this type of face is usually more perfect than the previous one.

No matter how beautiful the face is, there are flaws, but the face in front of him is not only a foreshadowing of the former category, but also the result of the latter category, and he really can't find the slightest flaw.

"Why don't you dare to use it?" or don't you dare to take it?" she smiled.

Zhuo Yifan's face was stunned, he raised his hand and took the Jinpa, and said casually: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" she replied cheerfully.

Then she buried her head and stroked the hem of her skirt.

"My name is Zhuo Yifan, may I ask the girl's name?"

She had a pretty face and said, "If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup." ”

"Oh, Miss Xizi?"

She shook her head with a smile, her face was like a peach blossom, and she said softly, "It's Xiangyi." ”