Chapter 400

On the soft sedan chair, a clear and distant flute sounds like climbing mountains and wading through many obstacles, which makes Nangong yueluo's restless heart in the sedan chair surprisingly quiet.

The flute sounds like the first snowfall in the sky, which can wash people's mind.

The bumpy road is quiet because of the light sound of the flute.

The soft sedan did not know how long it was bumping, and finally stopped at one place. When Nangong yueluo came down from the soft sedan.

In the eye is the nuota Green Lake, the breeze slowly, cherry blossom light.

When I saw the figure under the cherry tree, I was shocked and dressed in white clothes. My long hair, like black jade, was tied behind my head with a white belt. My long hair, like a waterfall, poured down from behind my head to my white clothes.

Just a figure, all beautiful as poetry and painting, Rao is Nangong yueluo rummaged, it is difficult to use words to describe one or two.

What chilanyushu, scenery, can not describe the beauty of this person.

This person has his own magnetic field, just a glance, makes people unable to extricate themselves, and can no longer move their eyes.

The breeze sent gusts of fragrance, mixed with a faint smell of medicine.

Most of all, any woman, just seeing this man's back, is afraid to be haunted and haunted. I don't know how he looks in Beijing?

However, what she couldn't resist was the affinity of the man and the beauty of the quiet years.

In front of the man received the last flute sound, continuous, is his attitude to life.

Then she put away the Jade Flute and turned around slowly. When the peerless face came into the eyes of Nangong yueluo, her breath was stifled.

God, there is such a beautiful man in the world.

The stranger is like a jade. You are unique in the world!

It's like banishing immortals to the world, with a sense of immortality around them. This is not a mortal man. This is the peerless face of envy and resentment.

Ruddy lips slightly raised, pan luster, seems to exude a tempting aroma, crime.

Helian jiuxiao sees Nangong yueluo. After seeing yuwushuang, he is full of hostility. He takes Nangong yueluo into his arms and covers her face directly, blocking Nangong yueluo's sight.

When Yu ziyao saw his proud son, he was very affectionate.

Jade matchless beautiful red lips slightly raised, Yang open beautiful arc, the voice is clean and sweet: "father!"

Just a father, this clean, sweet voice can make people's ears pregnant.

If this man goes for a walk on Shengjing city street, he will charm thousands of girls.

Yu ziyao, with a loving face, walked over, and the father and son embraced each other affectionately.

Yuziyao patted yuwushuang, and there was a faint sense of guilt on yuwushuang's face.

"Dad, you've worked hard!"

Yuwushuang's voice is very light, but it falls into Nangong's ears like the sound of nature.

Nangong yueluo takes off Helian jiuxiao's hand, and sighs: in a family, there is such a pure love between father and son that she envies.

In her previous life, she was an orphan, unable to experience the love of father and mother. Let alone in this life, Nangong Wende can not be a kind father.

Yu ziyao's eyes were full of love: "what kind of child, and what kind of father!"

Then the father and son separate. Although Yu Wushuang's eyes are blind, she accurately finds the location of Nangong yueluo, and the godless eyes fall on her.

Nangong yueluo was so "watching" and breathed. He was a little nervous for no reason.

Nangong yueluo tried to take a few deep breaths to relieve the tension.

At the bottom of my heart, I can't help but feel sorry that such a beautiful man, beautiful as poetry and painting, is blind.

Such a man, let a person feel very comfortable, comfortable.