It's so cold---The Demon Yefeng exhaled a mouthful of mist and looked around.
I saw that the road ahead was still white and covered with snow. Although the mountain road was not steep, it was long and quiet.
The only reproductive plants around are lush and lush, covered by crystal white thick snow, as if they are covered with a layer of makeup.
The entire mountain is filled with pink and jade, and occasionally there are a few talcs, and he pulls the woman beside him and walks carefully.
He lowered his head and looked at Mu Qingyou who was following him. Seeing that her little face was as cold as an apple, she still had no expression on her face.
After half a month of careful care, the wound on her face had blood scabs
Although it is not a big deal, the scars with scabs are more terrifying than they were at first
The dark color and hideous scars look like a long centipede climbing on the beauty's face. It is a devastating harm from any angle.
But these are not problems--Mo Yefeng sighed, unbuttoned her tight fur and wrapped the woman's body inside, letting her walk on the mountain with her warm body, and she didn't want the cold to make her sick again.
Although he was heartbroken, it didn't stop him from asking her.
After spending time with her, he realized that his feelings for her were a kind of heart-warming throbbing.
In this case, it seems insignificant whether she has the power to the country.
These days they live in the inn, he takes care of her tirelessly every day
He would eat what he gave her, and she would cover her with a quilt at night, lying next to her, hugging her and falling asleep. She would sleep.
Even when he carried her into the bathtub, he helped her clean her hair, she accepted it with all his wishes...
But she just stopped looking at him, let alone said a word to him
He was not afraid, at least she didn't say anything, so she said she hadn't had the chance to leave him yet
Then one day he will touch her already cold heart and make her smile again at him
At this point today, it doesn't matter who sent her and what purpose she has.
He doesn't care, he doesn't care anymore
He just wants to keep her by his side to make up for the mistakes he made and give her the best life
Even if one day she will kill him with her own hands...
Seeing that she was almost done in the past two days, Mo Yefeng decided to take her up the mountain to see her mother who was practicing in Taoist temples according to her original plan.
Last night he prepared the food and clothes he needed, and told her everything about her thoughts.
God knew how nervous he was at that time, but he was afraid that she would never open her mouth but suddenly said I don’t want to go!
If that happens, he will definitely be so sad that he will hit him to death
Fortunately, Mu Qingyou still showed that expression of indifferent to anything. Although the coldness made him a little disappointed, at least she did not refuse.
This is enough to make this big man who has already done things like a frightened bird feel relieved.
He got up early today and called a carriage
The inn is still some distance away from where his mother practices, and he tries not to let her suffer as much as possible.
The carriage could no longer move forward when it reached the foot of the mountain, because the weather here was 108,000 miles apart from the town.
The foot of the mountain was covered with snow, and it was slippery and cold. Fortunately, he had already added some cold clothes to each of them.
But looking at Mu Qingyou's thin and slender body, he still felt that she was almost turning into ice, so he had to drag her into his arms.
Look at the snow scene, how beautiful
Mo Yefeng hugged Mu Qingyou, put his chin next to her forehead, pointed to the snow in the mountain stream and sighed.
At this time, there were still continuous snowflakes flying in the sky, and pieces of edelves like goose feathers fell on the man's long black hair, which made him look soft and magnificent.
The snow here does not melt all year round. When I was a child, I would play snow and practice swords here every time I came to see my mother. Do you know? When the sword edge cuts through the snowflakes on the ground, if you can stand in this empty mountain, you will feel that you are the greatest in the world.
He said, and took Mu Qingyou and walked forward a few more steps.
At that time, I often practiced with heaven as my friend and earth as my neighbor, so I found a stone to sit down and drink and practiced the drunk sword when I was drunk. When the sword was drunk, I fell down and slept in the snow, just like this mountain is my home.
The Mo Yefeng was talking happily, and the joy of savoring the past could not be hidden on his handsome face
The woman in her arms looked at him quietly and found that he had a clear memory of his childhood
He seemed to have lived a pure and happy life during those days - perhaps it was such a sense of practicing sword in the snow that made him develop a domineering, cold and arrogant personality like a towering snow mountain since he was a child
Will be on the top of the mountain and overlook the small mountains
A talented, diligent and hardworking boy
When other children are still having fun, they already know how to endure extraordinary experience and loneliness, and explore their potential and talents in the mountains and rivers alone.
What a stoic and unique soul that such a man who devotes himself to nature will have
But she didn't speak, just followed him like a shadow
Listening to his words, the woman was surprised to find that she had never seen Mo Yefeng take the initiative to say so much about her.
At this moment, he was like a child who was about to go home. His longing and family affection were calling him, making him more outgoing than usual and willing to share his past with others.
Family affection...
Do this man like a living Hell know what family affection is?
Although Mu Qingyou still didn't speak, she was already touched when she saw him crying for her in the clinic that day.
Mo Yefeng burst into tears for her. This is enough to show that her status in his heart has surpassed the male dignity he always values very much.
He is a guy who doesn't know how to love others. Now he has tears and attachment. No matter how much he wants such a huge change, he will be mean.
OK, she forgives him
Although he ruined her face in anger, she did not regret it at all
Beauty may not be a blessing. At least with her current appearance, he is still willing to continue to be kind to her.
However, in order to punish him for his recklessness, she decided to remain silent for a while. She wanted to make him anxious and make him feel tormented that he could lose her at any time.
At the same time, she had to continue to explore his heart to see how much he was controlled and how much of the past had been forgotten.
The two of them walked slowly for half an hour. Strangely, the more they walked up, the less snow, the less snow they were, the less snow they were everywhere.
Gradually, Mu Qingyou came out of the demon Yefeng's fox fur cloak
After a while, Mo Yefeng helped her and herself take off her heavy coat and fold it into her bag.
I saw that the road ahead was still white and covered with snow. Although the mountain road was not steep, it was long and quiet.
The only reproductive plants around are lush and lush, covered by crystal white thick snow, as if they are covered with a layer of makeup.
The entire mountain is filled with pink and jade, and occasionally there are a few talcs, and he pulls the woman beside him and walks carefully.
He lowered his head and looked at Mu Qingyou who was following him. Seeing that her little face was as cold as an apple, she still had no expression on her face.
After half a month of careful care, the wound on her face had blood scabs
Although it is not a big deal, the scars with scabs are more terrifying than they were at first
The dark color and hideous scars look like a long centipede climbing on the beauty's face. It is a devastating harm from any angle.
But these are not problems--Mo Yefeng sighed, unbuttoned her tight fur and wrapped the woman's body inside, letting her walk on the mountain with her warm body, and she didn't want the cold to make her sick again.
Although he was heartbroken, it didn't stop him from asking her.
After spending time with her, he realized that his feelings for her were a kind of heart-warming throbbing.
In this case, it seems insignificant whether she has the power to the country.
These days they live in the inn, he takes care of her tirelessly every day
He would eat what he gave her, and she would cover her with a quilt at night, lying next to her, hugging her and falling asleep. She would sleep.
Even when he carried her into the bathtub, he helped her clean her hair, she accepted it with all his wishes...
But she just stopped looking at him, let alone said a word to him
He was not afraid, at least she didn't say anything, so she said she hadn't had the chance to leave him yet
Then one day he will touch her already cold heart and make her smile again at him
At this point today, it doesn't matter who sent her and what purpose she has.
He doesn't care, he doesn't care anymore
He just wants to keep her by his side to make up for the mistakes he made and give her the best life
Even if one day she will kill him with her own hands...
Seeing that she was almost done in the past two days, Mo Yefeng decided to take her up the mountain to see her mother who was practicing in Taoist temples according to her original plan.
Last night he prepared the food and clothes he needed, and told her everything about her thoughts.
God knew how nervous he was at that time, but he was afraid that she would never open her mouth but suddenly said I don’t want to go!
If that happens, he will definitely be so sad that he will hit him to death
Fortunately, Mu Qingyou still showed that expression of indifferent to anything. Although the coldness made him a little disappointed, at least she did not refuse.
This is enough to make this big man who has already done things like a frightened bird feel relieved.
He got up early today and called a carriage
The inn is still some distance away from where his mother practices, and he tries not to let her suffer as much as possible.
The carriage could no longer move forward when it reached the foot of the mountain, because the weather here was 108,000 miles apart from the town.
The foot of the mountain was covered with snow, and it was slippery and cold. Fortunately, he had already added some cold clothes to each of them.
But looking at Mu Qingyou's thin and slender body, he still felt that she was almost turning into ice, so he had to drag her into his arms.
Look at the snow scene, how beautiful
Mo Yefeng hugged Mu Qingyou, put his chin next to her forehead, pointed to the snow in the mountain stream and sighed.
At this time, there were still continuous snowflakes flying in the sky, and pieces of edelves like goose feathers fell on the man's long black hair, which made him look soft and magnificent.
The snow here does not melt all year round. When I was a child, I would play snow and practice swords here every time I came to see my mother. Do you know? When the sword edge cuts through the snowflakes on the ground, if you can stand in this empty mountain, you will feel that you are the greatest in the world.
He said, and took Mu Qingyou and walked forward a few more steps.
At that time, I often practiced with heaven as my friend and earth as my neighbor, so I found a stone to sit down and drink and practiced the drunk sword when I was drunk. When the sword was drunk, I fell down and slept in the snow, just like this mountain is my home.
The Mo Yefeng was talking happily, and the joy of savoring the past could not be hidden on his handsome face
The woman in her arms looked at him quietly and found that he had a clear memory of his childhood
He seemed to have lived a pure and happy life during those days - perhaps it was such a sense of practicing sword in the snow that made him develop a domineering, cold and arrogant personality like a towering snow mountain since he was a child
Will be on the top of the mountain and overlook the small mountains
A talented, diligent and hardworking boy
When other children are still having fun, they already know how to endure extraordinary experience and loneliness, and explore their potential and talents in the mountains and rivers alone.
What a stoic and unique soul that such a man who devotes himself to nature will have
But she didn't speak, just followed him like a shadow
Listening to his words, the woman was surprised to find that she had never seen Mo Yefeng take the initiative to say so much about her.
At this moment, he was like a child who was about to go home. His longing and family affection were calling him, making him more outgoing than usual and willing to share his past with others.
Family affection...
Do this man like a living Hell know what family affection is?
Although Mu Qingyou still didn't speak, she was already touched when she saw him crying for her in the clinic that day.
Mo Yefeng burst into tears for her. This is enough to show that her status in his heart has surpassed the male dignity he always values very much.
He is a guy who doesn't know how to love others. Now he has tears and attachment. No matter how much he wants such a huge change, he will be mean.
OK, she forgives him
Although he ruined her face in anger, she did not regret it at all
Beauty may not be a blessing. At least with her current appearance, he is still willing to continue to be kind to her.
However, in order to punish him for his recklessness, she decided to remain silent for a while. She wanted to make him anxious and make him feel tormented that he could lose her at any time.
At the same time, she had to continue to explore his heart to see how much he was controlled and how much of the past had been forgotten.
The two of them walked slowly for half an hour. Strangely, the more they walked up, the less snow, the less snow they were, the less snow they were everywhere.
Gradually, Mu Qingyou came out of the demon Yefeng's fox fur cloak
After a while, Mo Yefeng helped her and herself take off her heavy coat and fold it into her bag.
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