It was early in the morning, and the petals flew everywhere.

Who was so considerate that they would pull all the maple trees away from Lin Mengdao? It was really strange to plant eight different kinds of cherry blossoms on them. In just one night, the sky and the earth had changed color.

Cherry blossoms are really gorgeous, from the day. When this large number of people flew in, they had to spend a lot of time and effort. The flowing river was beautiful, the affectionate and gentle young master felt tender towards the flowers, yet at the same time, his heart was filled with a faint melancholy.

In England, the equestrian and fencing competition, the three still do not know the victor, is it really heaven's will? He still vividly remembered yesterday's match …

February cherry blossoms, March peach, spring is about to arrive, sister's wedding date is also close.

Shu Luo stared at the clear sky as a few clouds flitted across. His heart was clear and empty. Whether his future brother-in-law was willing or not, his little sister was definitely going to be married off!

With her light blue eyes that were like probing lights, and her focus on the indistinct pink flowers and trees in Lin Mengdao, you've finally come to class.

When one is not lonely, thinking of a person when that kind of feeling is lonely. Lonely.

Her cold was much better. I wonder if she had a cold that day?

That was because he saw another color, that was the softest and coldest snow-white in the world. It was only the white of the crescent moon under the moonlight, but it could reflect the coldest brilliance in the world. Why do you always have to be one step ahead of me?

"Gourd wood …"

Xuan walked down from the front.

"Xuan?" Why are you here? "

Wood, on the other hand, was looking at him in surprise. After not seeing him for a few days, his brows were somewhat haggard and sorrowful.

"Have a good rest when you're sick, don't run around. You'll catch a cold this way; after all, the resistance of sick people is weaker …"

Wood looked at him, his face slightly flushed from the wind, and became angry. Was he waiting for her here so early in the morning?

Xuan Xiaochao laughed. His dark eyes became even more profound as he said, "I am not a child. I am not that weak. sweet potato wood, do you really think that I'm that important to you? "

"Of course it's important!" Because you're the most angelic person in the world. "

Xuan looked at her righteous face and laughed again. However, her laughter was like the sound of spring water and a layer of frost. She didn't sleep well last night, which should be a sign of a cold.

"This is for you."

Xuan took out a doll from his back. The doll was wearing a chiffon and had white wings. It had its eyes closed and pouted its pink lips, waiting for someone to kiss it.

"Wow, so cute. She's so beautiful. I've never seen an angel doll with such exquisite design!"

The wooden log, with its big, misty eyes, was immediately received and happily studied.

"This Angel Doll belongs to you in the first place."