She also has an ancient zither on her knee, which is the xuanbo zither.
snow coat LAN is also looking out, there is a awesome smell in his eyes. After a moment, he smiles to the snow coat. "This time the monkeys are giving me some strength, maybe they don't need you or me."
Snow clothes Mo nodded slightly, didn't speak
"Stranger." Xueyilan suddenly holds her hand: "don't worry, I'm by your side, nothing to worry about."
The snow clothes Mo slanted to look at him one eye, sipped puckered lips: "I don't worry." There is no worry in her eyes, just tired
She raised her hand and touched her hair. She wore a slanted bun, which had a taste of all kinds of charm, but now the bun was a little disordered.
I don't know where she touched a mirror and took a look at herself. She sighed, "this bun is not good, it's in disorder again..."
Xueyilan put the Guqin on her knee aside, sat cross legged behind her, and felt for an ivory comb: "it doesn't matter, I'll comb it again for you. What style do you want?"
He obviously often did this work for her. He skillfully took apart her bun and combed it with ivory.
Her long hair came down like a waterfall. Xueyilan held it gently with her hand. At the bottom of her eyes, there was a touch of tenderness: "Momo, it's really nice for you."
Snow clothes Mo's eyes are looking out, but they fall on a young girl on the battlefield: "her hair is very beautiful, I will comb that."
She pointed a slender jade at the girl.
Snow Yi Lan looks out: "good!"
Comb her hair without saying a word.
His fingers were so dexterous that he combed his hair for the snow coat almost in a moment. Then I looked at her up and down, and finally I was satisfied: "Momo, you comb this really beautiful."
Xueyimo looked at herself in the mirror, and her pretty face fainted with a smile: "it's really good!"
Xueyilan stares at her bright smile and suddenly sighs: "Mo Mo, you are the only one with this hairstyle. Others Not quite! "
With this sentence finished, he reached out at a leisurely speed
This thread first went into the ground, and then suddenly came out from the side of the girl on the battlefield. It was like a poisonous snake that drew on the girl's neck
Xueyimo had no idea of all this. She looked in the mirror for a moment, then looked out, looked for the girl's shadow just now, and saw that girl was strangled!
Her face slightly changed and she looked at the snow clothes beside her: "why did you kill her?"
The snow clothes LAN hand shrinks, then the Yousi flies back to his palm and disappears. He smiles at her with a warm smile like the spring breeze: "Mo Mo, you are unique, and you can't let any woman be the same as you."
Ning Xuemo felt that she had some god's perspective. These two people were clearly in a tight sedan chair, and she could see their every move in her eyes. She rubbed her eyebrows and felt as if she was still watching the opera.
Ning Xuemo can't remember everything in her dream when she wakes up, but she will still analyze it in her dream and even connect the dreams she once had.
She has seen that xueyilan is obviously in love with xueyimo, and has reached the point of metamorphosis to protect her everywhere.
And snow dress Mo, to snow dress LAN does not seem to have that meaning, just regard him as a companion, a dark guard, a subordinate who can trust.