"The man is the son of the leader of Hongshi stronghold. It's strange to say this marriage!"
The ink owl looked at Lu shaochu and asked, "old age, tell him!"
"Good!"
Several people walked in the direction of Bailin stronghold. Even if they wore their clothes, their born temperament still became the focus on the road. Especially Lu shaochu and Mo Zixiao, wearing the clothes of this minority, had a different temperament.
Looking at the girls on the side of the road, they looked at them admiringly, and from time to time gathered together to bow their heads and think about words. Su xiangnight looked at them both, and he felt very bad.
It is said that the girls of minority nationalities are passionate and express their love to the boys they like. If they were not on their way now, maybe they would have been surrounded by those girls.
When Lu Shao first saw her unhappy, he asked anxiously, "Xiao Wan, what's the matter with you? Are you tired?"
"No, let's go on!"
"If you're tired, stop and have a rest. There's still a distance from Bailin stronghold?"
Seeing something wrong with her, Mo Zixiao said with concern.
Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "it's still early now. Why don't I take you to Bailin stronghold on the path? The scenery on the mountain is different from that below. We can enjoy it well, just as we're visiting mountains and rivers!"
The most important thing is that you don't have to meet so many girls in the stockade on the side of the path.
After all, it's over. The old man has long found something wrong with Su Xiangwan. After all, no one likes his husband to be looked at like this by other girls.
"OK! Thank you!"
Su Xiangwan felt a little better when he heard that he could enjoy the beautiful scenery.
The two men looked at Su Xiangwan, who said he would change his face. They seemed to have not offended him.
"That's a good proposal. We can take this opportunity to relax!"
The ink owl looked at Su Xiangwan and said with a smile.
It's said that women's heart submarine needle is right. It's really elusive.
The old man took them to the path on the other side. Although there were not so many pedestrians, the road was obviously much steeper than the road just now.
It may be because it snowed yesterday. The mountain road is a little slippery, but the scenery on the side of the road is really beautiful.
Big trees are covered with white snow. Looking at the past, it seems as if they are in an ice and snow kingdom. In particular, they are wearing the clothes of these ethnic minorities, which makes it more obvious that they are in another time and space.
"How beautiful!"
Standing on a big stone, Su Xiangwan opened his hand and took a deep breath, raising a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.
It's a pity not to share such a good scenery together. Su Xiangwan took out his mobile phone to take a selfie and sent them to his circle of friends to make them happy.
"Little night, be careful, the stone surface is very slippery“
Seeing her standing there, Lu shaochu said with worry.
When the ink owl saw that she wanted to take a picture, he went forward, smiled and said, "let me take it for you!"
"Can you take pictures, too?"
Looking at her, Su Xiangwan asked incredulously.
Hearing her words, the ink owl took a swipe at the corners of his mouth. Does he look so unreliable?
"Don't worry! Although you can't compare with those famous photographers, you can still get into your eyes!"
"Hehe, I'm not demanding. Just don't make me ugly!"
After all, she still wants to keep such a beautiful scenery as a souvenir. When we get old, we will have a different flavor when we take it out.
“ok !”
Ink owl made a no problem gesture and kept patting her.
After taking a single photo, Su Xiangwan took Lu shaochu to take a few photos and took a few group photos with Mo Zixiao.
Looking at the photos above, Su Xiangwan smiled with satisfaction.
"Well, I didn't disappoint you!"
"Owl, I can't see your photography skills are so good!"
With a shallow smile, the ink owl replied, "in your heart, can I only take a gun and do business to make money?"
"No, I just don't think people like you have anything to do with literature and art!"
Glancing at him, Sue nodded to him later.
Mo Zixiao smiled at her and said, "in fact, we are not born like this. Although many are congenital, I am the day after tomorrow!"
Who will package himself as an inhuman and cruel image, which is not all forced by life.
"In fact, there are many things in life that we don't think. We just stand in this position. If you are not cruel and hard enough, you can't stand in this man eating society, especially the upper class society.
Lu shaochu touched her head and said spoiled, "but those are our men's responsibilities. You just need to be yourself and keep your original intention. As for other things, just leave them to us!"
"Shaochu is right. We all hope you can have a happy and carefree life every day, eat when you should, play when you should, and be the happiest woman in the world!"
Ziye is right. Instead of everyone being tortured, he might as well choose to let go. Just stand aside and quietly look at her. As long as she is happy, he will be satisfied.
Mo Zixiao's feelings for Su Xiangwan were never covered up even in front of Lu shaochu. On the contrary, they turned them into good friends who talked about everything, which made him feel very satisfied.
In Su Xiangwan's words, he will find the half in his mind and be very happy.
Thinking, a small face with a palm size appeared in my mind, and the corners of my lips were hooked.
"That's what you said. No matter what we do in the future, you can't be impatient!"
"How can I feel like I've been dug into a pit and jumped into it!" especially when she said that we, the ink owl couldn't help thinking of Xu Mianmian. That girl is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Lu shaochu hugged her in his arms and spoiled her and said, "no problem, it's that you poked a hole in the sky, and I'll fix it for you, your husband!"
Listening to his words, Su Xiangwan had a happy smile on his face and suddenly remembered a sentence he saw in the book: if I were in your heart, what would happen if I had 3000 rival lovers? If you were by my side, what would happen if you lost the world!
"It's very kind of you, husband!"
Mozi owl watched them snuggle up to each other and felt happy for her from the bottom of his heart.
The old man stood aside. From the eyes of Mo Zixiao, he could see that he was different from Su Xiangwan. He had known him for seven years. Except for her, this was the second time he saw him look at a woman with that kind of eyes.
It can be seen how important this woman is in his heart.