Warm sunshine, let wood wood a little want to continue to sleep impulse, she held her cheek, light Xi Xi eyes. A sleepy look. Occasionally, he looked around casually, looking confused and lazy, like a sleepy kitten.

When the wind blows, her black sandalwood long hair is fluttering in the wind. The color is like the best black velvet, soft and continuous.

With the hair flying, there is the long skirt, graceful dance, like the Lingbo Fairy on the water, looking forward to Yingying.

Shuluo stood behind her. Suddenly, she didn't know what she was going to do. In ancient poetry, it turns out that all of them are the result of turning mountains and rivers.

He walked over slowly, stood behind her, and motioned with his eyes to the ladies waiting.

He held up the pear wood comb and gently combed her long hair. The black hair went through his palm and wrapped his slender fingers like green vines climbing around. His eyes suddenly became extremely dark blue and enchanting.

He began to braid her hair, strength and speed are so quiet and steady, a little bit, a strand of weaving, rising in the halo of the sun, phantom, as if all the tenderness and nostalgia of life.

He applied olive oil to the palms of his hands and dyed them on his braided hair. The delicate rouge is applied to the side of the ear temples to show a dark luster.

he picked several flowers and wrapped them on the ivy vine, making her corolla, the pure lily perfume, the violet's nobility, and the lovely of the sky.

The attendants glared at their prince. It turned out that it was so good to make a woman's headdress.

Wood leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.

Shuluo, around the front, picked out a pink rouge, put some on the back of her finger, ready to caress on both sides of her cheek. But when she saw her pink face, she thought it was unnecessary.

It turns out that she is not a woman who shows off by gouache rouge. Her pure natural nature is the most attractive place.

He still could not help but put his index finger close to her face, a tender and delicate touch, like the flood of the tide, this feeling is so wonderful, like the ice cream he ate as a child, reaching deep into his heart.

Shuluo squatted down, approached wood wood and gently woke her up: "wood, want to go out for a walk?"

"Er..."

Mumu opened his long eyelashes and saw Shuluo's smiling face. The light blue pupils were dripping with smoke from the waterside pavilion.

"Shuluo, you're here. Sorry, I fell asleep."

She beamed at him, her voice moist and clear.

"Well, sleeping beauty, we're going."

Shuluo pulled her up and turned around. The water blue train was blooming like flowers on the water

"Did I sleep a long time? I really kept you waiting."

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind waiting for a few more hours. Because when I wait for you, it's more than this life. "

His eyes flickered earnestly and persistently. Yes, he waited for her not only in this life, but also in the past.

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