There is a log bench on the hillside. It's antique, but it's not so wild.

Snow Yi Lan pulls her to sit down on that bench: "Mo Mo, do you feel that the scenery here is familiar?"

Ning Xuemo glanced around and shook his head simply: "no!"

"We used to come to this place, and you like the view." Xueyilan doesn't give up.

Again! It's about him and strangers again!

Rather snow Mo lazy interface, simply sit on the bench closed eyes.

Her hair was suddenly opened from behind, she opened her eyes, subconsciously wanted to turn back, but xueyilan held her: "Momo, what style do you like?" As he spoke, he combed her long hair.

Ning Xuemo: "..."

She suddenly got upset and wanted to stand up. Xueyilan simply pointed her acupoints and let her sit stably in front of him. His fingers were nimble. After a moment's effort, she had a good hair style. After combing, she felt a bronze mirror to take a picture of her: "come on, stranger, this is your favorite hairstyle. Are you satisfied?"

In the bronze mirror, there is a girl with a pale face, delicate facial features, blue silk forehead, black hair shawl, and a wreath on her head. It is made of those elegant and light flowers, but it also sets off her face with some bright colors.

To be honest, this hairstyle is really not ugly. If Ning Xuemo likes this hairstyle at ordinary times, but xueyilan obviously dresses her up as another woman, which makes her feel particularly uncomfortable!

She has an impulse to scratch the hair off!

She closed her eyes and didn't want to talk.

Xueyilan looked at her for a moment, but she didn't force her any more. She untied her acupoint and pulled her up again: "let's go elsewhere."

Since he can't resist, Ning Xuemo just let him lead him.

Xueyilan leads her hand to walk through one place after another. Each place has its own characteristics. Ningxuemo keenly feels that the scenery of this place seems to be a comprehensive version of several places.

It's like a film and Television City, putting together many scenes, which are all "cloned"

Every time I go to a place, xueyilan will inevitably ask if she has any impression. Ningxuemo is also calm. Generally speaking, she has no impression.

This has been turning for two or three hours, Ning Xuemo's body is still too empty, and after walking for such a long time, her head began to sweat, looking at xueyilan: "how long are you going to turn?"

Snow Yi Lan looked at her face, eyes color slightly a dark: "go back to rest."

Into the night.

There are few stars in the sky,

Princess mingwan changes medicine for Ning Xuemo and comes out. Looking up, she sees xueyilan sitting alone on the top of the hall drinking.

He was tall and upright, but there was a bit of depression and solitude, with several wine jars around him. He also held one in his hand and drank it with his head up. He had a kind of legendary spirit of intoxication.

Princess mingwan's heart moved a little, and he jumped up, fished a wine jar from him, and cut off the jar mouth with one palm: "what's the meaning of drinking alone? I'll drink with you! "

Xueyilan saw her come up originally, finger move, want to throw her down, hear this sentence, pour to have no idea of throwing her down, just raised the wine jar: "good!"

Two wine jars collided in the air, and some liquor flew out, which were sprinkled on two people's hands