After a simple meal.

Ye Zehong drove Lu Yao to the foot of Bijia Mountain.

A guide from a mountain tourist attraction took them up a steep stone wall.

There is nothing strange about this mountain, just because it is located on the opposite side of the snow-capped mountains. As long as you climb to the top of this mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains.

Ye Zehong brought painting tools and wanted to record the beautiful scenery with a brush on the top of the mountain.

Lu Yao strongly agreed with this arrangement and was full of expectations. She gritted her teeth all the way and used a lot of strength to finally reach the top of the mountain.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly and there were no accidents.

After reaching the top of the mountain and standing at the best place to view the beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains, Lu Yao was completely stunned by the scene in front of her.

The warm sunshine of the egg yolk is projected on the snow-capped mountains, and the white snow is like diamonds, emitting bright light, and the lush plants at the foot of the mountains form a sharp contrast.

Not just the word "beautiful" can describe this beautiful scenery.

She couldn't help but take a few more photos, and looked at the snow-capped mountains through her mobile phone, which was another kind of beauty.

Some of the snow-capped mountains are as beautiful as movie scenes.

"Let's take a selfie. It seems like we have never taken a selfie together." Lu Yao turned the camera of her phone, held Ye Zehong's wrist intimately, and smiled brightly at the camera.

Ye Zehong doesn't like taking pictures and just looks at the camera with a cold face.

Lu Yao took a few pictures and complained very dissatisfiedly: "Why do you keep a straight face? Just forget it if you don't want to take pictures. You don't have a smile at all. People who don't know, think I'm forcing you to take pictures!"

The expression on Ye Zehong's face was slightly startled. He frowned and looked at the selfie interface. After a while, he tried to smile at the camera. However, this smile was uglier than crying.

Lu Yao could only give up taking selfies.

The next second, Ye Zehong leaned over and kissed her lips.

This scene happened to be caught on camera.

Lu Yao was startled for a moment, then looked at her phone and smiled happily: "That's pretty much it."

For the rest of the time, the two of them sat on the observation deck and began to paint the beautiful scenery in front of them.Lu Yao is not good at painting, but she knows a thing or two.

Ye Zehong is not to mention, he is very knowledgeable, he is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is even better at strategy.

If it were left to ancient times, he would have been a favorite of the emperor.

no no no...

With such a noble status, he was an emperor in ancient times.

Thinking of this, Lu Yao unconsciously drew a handsome man galloping on a horse in the picture.

By coincidence, Ye Zehong and her seemed to have agreed upon it, and also added a couple of gods and goddesses riding slowly on horseback to the painting.

When Lu Yao saw the finished painting by Ye Zehong, her nose felt slightly sour.

All he thinks about is each other.

she...

"Let's give each other gifts." Ye Zehong handed the dried oil painting to Lu Yao.

"But, what I drew... is only you..." Lu Yao hesitated.

"Then I'll make up for you." Just when Ye Zehong was about to take it and do it himself, the tour guide came towards them and urged them to go down the mountain quickly. If they were late, they would have to spend the night on the mountain.

In early autumn, it was still extremely cold on the top of the mountain. They were not prepared in advance. If they did not go down the mountain as soon as possible, they would freeze to death here.

The two had no choice but to pack their things hastily and follow the tour guide down the mountain.

Climbing the stone wall again, Lu Yao was much more familiar than at the beginning.

However, when she was about to land, the rope of the painting she was carrying suddenly came loose, and the finished painting fell vertically.

She instinctively reached out to pick it up.

Ye Zehong was startled and shouted to stop: "Be careful, it's dangerous!"


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