Chapter 1504

Zhuoyang and Koko, one by one, got into a quilt tube and lay side by side on a soft big bed. The curtains were wide open, and they looked out of the window at the bright moonlight on the top of the mountain. In fact, they were a little nervous.

Just now, after enjoying the beautiful scenery of the sunset, Zhuoyang turned out his backpack and brought a cold meal in the small kitchen. After heating it a little, they ate it separately. It was a night snack. Of course, I didn't forget to drink two glasses of grape wine to set off the atmosphere.

The mountains are dark fast, and only at seven or eight o'clock, the sky is splashed with ink like the night. Only the light fluorescent white near the top of the snow mountain seems to be the song of the night. There was no entertainment to pass the time in the hut. Seeing the absent-minded appearance of Koko, Zhuoyang said, "I'll clean up. We lie down and talk. We're tired of talking. We fall asleep while we talk."

After finishing the leftovers, Zhuoyang looked at the small dining table and was ready to move it out to make room.

"In the evening, I'll play the floor here, Josephine. Don't tempt me!" He said with a smile.

"Well."

"Or shall I tempt you?"

"Well." Coco smiled.

The beauty is like jade, the smile is like flower, Zhuoyang's heart is a swing again. He knew that tonight would be another night of struggle.

He picked up the table, thought about it and put it down. He should open the door first. At this time, coco spoke.

"You Sleep in bed! "

"I don't want it! But I dare not, my daughter-in-law, I can't do it. " Zhuoyang said with a wry smile.

"Can do It doesn't matter Go to bed. "

Even if you know that it will be more difficult to struggle, it's not hypocrisy, it's a jerk. At this time, a full moon quietly climbed to the top of the mountain.

Zhuo Yang lies in his quilt, sniffs the subtle fragrance of cardamom around him, and only by fighting hard can he not be confused. He knew that the body fragrance of cardamom was more charming. When he held her in his arms, he would always be intoxicated by the orchid fragrance from her body.

I'd like to hold the cardamom. I can't hold it. If I hold it, I won't be able to stop it , or give it a hug? Just give it a hug. Can't hold

Zhuoyang is struggling nervously, which is just what we call "a man in need". He didn't even dare to speak, because he just lay so still that he could hardly hold it. Oh, the nasty dogma!

He knew that she was also very nervous, because she didn't speak, or she would have been lying over and laughing and biting his ear. Koko likes to tease him like this. When he wants to "punish" her, she chuckles and escapes.

It seemed that cardamom had slipped into the bed, because she could not hear her tiny breath. Zhuo Yang twisted his head to look at the holy moon outside, trying to find the outline of the moon sea with his eyes to force his distraction.

Zhuo Yang didn't understand the story of Wu Gang cutting the laurel when he was a child. Every night, he cut and chopped the laurel until the last axe was left, but he had no energy. He had to go to sleep and rest. As a result, after sleeping, the laurel grows well again. Wu Gang can only cut it from the beginning, every day.

Wu Gang is a strange man, more strange than the laurel tree.

Now growing up, Zhuoyang knows why Wu Gang always cuts. Because, cut off, the story is gone.

There was a rustle in the cotcote bed, and she kept moving and tossing. Zhuoyang really wants to turn around and hold her in her arms and coax her to sleep sweetly.

Wu Gang is still a very strange person. He shouldn't go to cut that tree. He should try to plant the osmanthus on the moon. The osmanthus in Guanghan palace is fragrant. He plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants, he plants.

Zhuoyang thought for a moment and decided to tell the strange Wu Gang to Kou Kou.

"Coco, can't you sleep? I...... "

The quilt is opened by cardamom from the side, which interrupts the story that Zhuoyang hasn't started to tell. Then she enters his quilt with warm jade fragrance. Zhuoyang involuntarily reached out and held her tightly. Suddenly, with the sound of "Weng", his head was bursting like blood.

When fragrant nephrite comes into my arms, Cardamom is unarmed. "Brother Zhuoyang......" Her voice was shaking.

Zhuoyang is not elm pimple. He knows what it means for him to behave like this. Zhuoyang is not a hypocritical guardian. He loves Koko and is haunted by his soul.

"Koko, your faith..." Before he had finished speaking, he regretted it.

"Brother Zhuoyang, you are my faith."

the moon like a crystal wheel shines on this ice and snow world, and the clear moonlight makes the mountain of sendis covered with a holy haze.

He and she were captives, worshipped and believed in each other. Faith is devout. From today on, they become the most faithful believers to each other.

It's a day in the coco project, and she's going to dedicate herself as a gift to her favorite faith. On that "Blue Dream" night, she had made a decision to dedicate herself completely to her beloved in this secluded fairyland.She told the secret to the old chandelier, who praised her as a brave girl. She confessed the secret to Jesus Christ, and the LORD blessed her with the gospel.

Konko knew that Zhuoyang was afraid to lose her. She was scared to death. Although he didn't say that, she could feel it because she was a smart girl.

Zhuoyang didn't hide anything from her. She knew that he had passed four women, but only passed by. Zhuoyang didn't have that kind of relationship with them, not once. Like her, he was waiting for each other, from soul to body.

Those four times passed sadly, Zhuoyang had no regrets, but he was afraid, because the final result of the four times was very annoying and ended quickly, and those four times were not a good story. He didn't know whether there was a causal connection with not experiencing that relationship. He hoped not, and was glad not to, but he was afraid.

Zhuoyang is afraid of losing the cardamom.

Kou Kou doesn't want Zhuoyang to be afraid. She wants to tell him: I am yours, always yours.

Because she's afraid of losing him, too. She's scared to death.

there are some things, even if you have never seen or experienced them, but as long as you meet the best, even if there is no comparison, you can be sure without hesitation that what you meet must be the most perfect and wonderful in the world.

She is the most beautiful spirit and the purest angel in the world. She will always be.

This is the most beautiful night.