Zuo En raised his head to look at the bright moon, and his sunglasses flashed with a silver light.

"You like it, don't you? Why ask? Like it or not, it's all the same to me. "Xuan, sometimes I feel that you're more suited for the dark night …"

The clear and mellow voice was like a green tea. It boiled and slowly rose and then slowly fell in the transparent cup of water. The voice was like drinking tea, addicting and leaving a lingering taste in one's mouth.

"Night? I hate the night. "But, Zuoyen, I like the way you look when you're angry, hehe …"

That sound was like layers of clear ice colliding with each other, bringing about a clear and cold chill as tiny icicles appeared on the surface.

"Is it important to win or lose? "Xuan …"

"It's not important, but it's also important. However, this was the mission of the family. And I'm just trying to burn myself, to burn... "

"Is that so? There must be something else. "Heh, I didn't expect that I'm not the only one who's afraid of the darkness, so you always use white to hide yourself …"

As if he had touched a string at the bottom of Liuchuan's heart, his eyes flashed with a sad light and then instantly disappeared.

He jumped up and said, "Come on, you've always been in the dark, okay? Look at you, all black, like a piece of charcoal, and if I hadn't given you a spark from time to time, who would have recognized you as a combustible coal mine?"

"In that case, I have to thank you for the love of this white ice cube?"

"No need to thank me, there are conditions …"

"Condition?" "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Zou En shrugged his shoulders at Xuan, truly a guy who revealed his true nature and took advantage of the fire to rob others.

"The condition is that we will continue to fight just like this!"

"It doesn't matter, Ice Bars …"

"Just like that, the coal mine …"

"Haha …"

"Haha …"

The unknown colorful petals lightly fell on their shoulders, circled them, and then fell to the ground. Beside them, black and white Persian cats were playing around. The bonfire reflected their beautiful faces and stared at each other. The silence was like a casual painting of an An Yi, a profound painting that slowly spread out like ripples in water. Color Glazed Glass...

"Are you guys talking?"

Wood, slowly barefooted, limped towards them.

He didn't know who had worn her shoes wrong, but he had caused her to call herself heaven and heaven, but heaven and earth were not good enough for her.

He could only bear with the pain and limped on the sand that was grinding his feet.

Behind her, Liu Yanyan hid in a dark corner and revealed a naughty smile.

Zou En and Liuchuan turned their heads at the same time. What they saw …

The soft moonlight was fading, white, pink, yellow. Petals of color flew in the air. Wood covered in black silk was like a water lotus swaying in the wind, beautiful beyond compare …

The collar of the Gobi, revealing her pink, smooth neck, the delicate crown at the brim of which glistened with gold, and the upper part of her body was made of chiffon, which matched her slender waist and waist. She wore a lovely gauzy bow tie; a wide princess skirt with flowing sleeves and folds, with delicate flower patterns; a skirt shaped like the cut of a horseshoe lotus, revealing her long, white, small, tender, pink-white feet, as if waiting for someone to kiss her; and a long, long, snowy dress behind her feet.

Under the moonlight, a head of bright and elegant black silky hair flowed down, gently flowing down her body like flowing water. It floated on top of her black silk dress, without any decoration or makeup, without any light ink; just a pink wildflower inadvertently stuck to her ear. It was pure and delicate, crystal clear, like a fairy that had accidentally fallen from the sky … Left behind those transparent cicada wings...

The flowing river was dazzling. Sparkling spring water flowed from the bottom of her narrow eyes. In an instant, it was about to spill out.

He walked over and extended his hand in a most gentlemanly manner, then said in a melodious voice, "My dear Cinderella, where are your crystal shoes …"

"Xuan, um …" "What Cinderella?" I'm Wood, I don't know who put on the wrong shoes... "The sand hurts my feet …"

Mu Mu bent down and looked at his red, small feet. He frowned, and then he saw Xuan Wu's elegant clothes, his fingers lightly touched the light feather on his collar, and as if he had discovered a new world, he shouted, "Xuan, who designed this feather? It's so beautiful, just like the wings of an angel, pure white …"

"Wood, hehe, you have good eyes, this was designed by my mother. And the two black and white ones. "The Persian cat was given to us by our mother as well …"

"Zuo En, is the smelly black cat sent by Xuan's mother?"

Wooden, looking at the Zuo En who was still lost in his memories, he felt that Zuo En, who was motionless, seemed to be filled with even more emotions amidst the silence.

Yes, all along, this handsome youth had a deep mystery about him … Like a dream...