"Momo, drink some tea first. I'll take you to a place later." Shaofeng gave her a mysterious look.

He took a quick look around the hall. Everything in the prince's house was decorated according to her taste.

"Good!" Jane Mo nods her head cleverly.

She picked up the jasmine tea on one side and sipped it gently. Her mouth was full of light smile. She was not treated with powder and Dai, which showed her unparalleled beauty.

Shaofeng looked at her clever movements, tender eyes like water.

Sometimes, he thought, not because of hope to insist, but because of persistence there is hope!

Not because you have to pay, but because you have paid to have!

He watched her drink tea and eat some cakes. Shaofeng led her to the other side of the hall.

Here is a two-story palace with green tiles and red walls.

"Shaofeng, why can't you even see a servant girl in the prince's mansion, but there are two servant girls guarding the gate in my waterside pavilion?" Jianmo later realized that she had never seen anyone else on the way from the prince's house to here.

Only she and Shao Feng.

"Momo, I don't want anyone to disturb us."

Shao Feng looks at her sideways, he just wants her world only he.

Jane Mo's face smile more and more deep, but like him so boundless doting, she does not like more people.

Shaofeng directly took her to the second floor, a upstairs, an instant shock Jianmo.

Looking at everything in front of her, she was almost moved to tears.

So large palace, hung with her portraits, from her childhood, to the portrait of her growing up, all kinds of postures.

"Shaofeng..." She looked at him sideways, her eyes filled with a layer of water mist, the bottom of her heart thousands of words rolling, but not a word.

He even did this for her. In those paintings, every bit of her in the past ten years was recorded by him.

"Momo, go in and have a look. These are all portraits of you from small to big." He looked at her with a smile.

Here, is his favorite place to come, here is her.

Here, to bring him happiness, happiness, pleasure, satisfaction, here only belongs to him and her.

In this life, he did not want to miss with her.

He is so lucky that he can start his life again.

At the same time, he also learned that some things can't be delayed. Once we don't have time to do them, we will miss many good opportunities.

Some words can not be hidden, once hesitated not to say, there is no chance to express.

Some people can't wait. Once they turn around and leave, they will never have a chance to accompany them.

Jian Mo has been looking at every painting carefully. Although the person in the portrait is her own, each portrait can bring her different feelings.

In the middle of the wall, there is a large portrait of the woman in the picture. She is also wearing a big red dress with a smile in her eyes, but she is cold and out of the dust with a look of awe at the world.

Jane Mo slightly strange, the person in the painting is her, but she always feels that she is two people.

Is Jane Mo a doubt, Shaofeng's voice slowly sounded: "Mo Mo, she is also you."

"But I always feel a little different." Jane Mo looks back at him, with a touch of deep inquiry.

"Well, it will be different. This is what Momo looked like when he was 25 years old." Yan Shaofeng looked at the portrait, and his eyes were warm.

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