Chapter 584

Sitting in the carriage, looking at the green mountains and trees on both sides, she felt more comfortable and couldn't help opening up and singing: "you are my little apple, little apple "

singing and touching the back of the unicorn.

She has a bad voice now, but the good thing is that she doesn't get out of tune.

When she is singing seriously, she can still listen to it.

After listening for a moment, little Kirin was moved to tears and hugged her hand with his little claw: "master, you have made a song for me."

This is really not!

Ning Xuemo smiles, but he doesn't break it, so as not to hit xiaoqilin's weak little heart. Just slapped it on the back again.

She looked at the cold mountain moon in the opposite direction. He was leaning against it, his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether to keep his mind or meditate.

There was only her singing and the occasional snoring of kylin.

The sun shines in through the shawl and jumps on the back of the unicorn. It gives people a kind of warmth of time and peace.

Ning Xuemo suddenly feels that such a day is not bad. The world is safe and stable, so he doesn't have to worry about living any more.

With this great God sitting here, her heart is finally peaceful. No more nerves

I just don't know how long I can keep this relationship with him?

Three months, two months, or three years and two years? Or a lifetime?

She was shocked by her last thought! How can I have the idea of a lifetime?!

He only takes her as a shield, and she only takes him as his temporary support, but only uses each other's relationship, how can he maintain his life?!

I've been through too many things recently, so I have some brain drain. I think some of them don't have

"Where are you going, sir?" Outside came the boy's inquiry.

The carriage has left the city, and there is a fork in the road ahead. The horse boy doesn't know the destination of the two, so ask.

Ning Xuemo's eyes fell on the face of the cold mountain moon: "God, where are we going?"

Cold mountain moon eye also does not open: "casually."

Brother, don't be casual! You're not going to take me to some high man to undo this metamorphosis?

Ning Xuemo took a breath and still smiled at him: "where does the master of the art of changing face live?"

Han Shanyue still doesn't open his eyes: "when did this seat promise to take you to him?"

Ning Xuemo: "..." She paused, moved over and drew close to him.

She suddenly approached and finally let hanshanyue open her eyes. In front of her eyes, a big old face

He moved back quietly. "What are you doing leaning over all of a sudden?"

Ning Xuemo looked at him sincerely: "God, we may get along for a long time in the future. I've been shaking in front of you with such an old face, don't you feel comfortable looking at it? Even if it's your shield, it's not intimidating. It's better for you to try to make me look better. You can not only raise your eyes, but also bring me out with you, can you? "

"The best face is just a red skeleton. It's dusty in the twinkling of an eye. Why do you focus on your appearance? " Hanshanyue pushes away her old face, which is close to her, and turns a white jade flute in her hand. She is idle and lazy.

He looked at her again. Maybe there were fewer peach blossoms flying around like this girl. She could also concentrate on practicing. Or he won't take her to the man

He began to think about the possibility.

Ning Xuemo scolds her mother in her heart!

Motherfucker! She's only 13 years old. She doesn't want to be a red skull!