Wen Shutong was also stunned and joked and said, "it's too inhumane for us to watch the scenery secretly."

"It's all right. When the seven fairies came to earth, didn't Dong Yong still steal other people's clothes? Let's treat ourselves as Dong Yong." He gave a careless smile.

That's what I say, but Wen Shutong is an orderly person most of the time.

She felt that since she had seen the beautiful scenery in this excellent place, she should at least pay something, even if she knew that the person was kind.

So she planned to say nothing at first, and then go back and make up for the money.

At this time, the man suddenly patted his arm and hurriedly said, "the wind is coming, it's starting!"

A stronger wind blew over, and Wen Shutong quickly stared at it.

The tree full of flowers began to shake gently, and petals fell one after another.

Although it looks good, it's no different from falling flowers in cherry blossom season.

When Wen Shutong thought he couldn't do it and couldn't see the clue, he suddenly noticed that the gray black petals also rustled down.

I don't know why the black petals fell last. Connecting with the white petals that fell before, it's like an immortal wearing white clothes and long black hair coming from the trees.

The natural pink petals of those trees seem to add a layer of filter to it, making it more and more ethereal and distant.

In addition, the petals have their own streamer light effect. When illuminated by the light, it looks like it is alive.

It's the kind of feeling that you can't touch clearly across the dream, but you clearly feel that you can see. If there are gods in the world, it's probably true.

For a moment, Wen Shutong was stunned. He couldn't help stretching out his hand and wanted to touch the beautiful scenery that seemed close at hand but at the ends of the earth.

But soon, the gray and black petals fell, and the immortal disappeared in front of him.

Not to mention more than ten minutes, I'm afraid the whole process doesn't even take ten seconds, but it really makes people ripple and can't get back to their senses for a long time.

Those people who had been noisy at the bottom suddenly quieted down. Wen Shutong guessed that they were in the same mood as themselves and were restrained by everything in front of them.

Wen Shutong cleared his mind. When he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a black figure and came out among the pink petals.

Huo Yanlin picked out several branches that were in the way. The Han suit on his body was wide sleeved and waist tied. The moment he raised his hand, he became more and more ethereal and thin.

Even so, several petals fell on his head. It is precisely because of these petals that blurred his modern characteristics and became more and more like the noble childe from the old saying.

He stood as if the fairy in the painting had come true, with a sense of immortality far away from the common dust.

Wen Shutong was stunned involuntarily, but Huo Yanlin looked up in her direction as if he felt the eyes in the distance, still holding the branch blocking him in his hand.

A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He raised his other hand and waved to Wen Shutong. He spit out two words with his mouth: "come here."

For a moment, Wen Shutong felt as if he had been led away by his beauty. Basically, he lost the function of thinking.

She nodded, turned around mechanically, and said mechanically to the man just now, "my husband is looking for me. I'll go down first."

The man was taking crazy photos next to Wen Shutong. He probably didn't recover from the beautiful scenery just now. He quickly said, "OK, OK, you go. I'll take another picture and I won't send you."

Wen Shutong ran down the stairs quickly. Huo Yanlin had left the place just now, brushed the falling flowers off his body, frowned and said, "it's everywhere. It's the smell on his body."

Stopped in front of him, Wen Shutong stared at him quietly for a while, but didn't bother to speak.

Huo Yanlin said it himself and found that he didn't wait for an answer, so he looked up suspiciously: "what's the matter? Don't talk?"

"Just now, I'm sorry." Wen Shutong whispered.

"Excuse me for what?" Huo Yanlin slightly lowered his head and looked at her, as if he didn't understand, "what do you mean? Is it the matter of leaving me alone?"

He suddenly approached, and the fragrance rushed into Wen Shutong's nasal cavity.

The original taste of this flower is very fresh. Coupled with Huo Yanlin's own fragrance, it looks more refreshing when mixed.

Originally, Wen Shutong thought he had learned to resist Huo Yanlin for a long time. Now he found that people are treated equally in front of beauty. Whether he likes this person or not, his mood can't be controlled at all.

What's more, they have their previous feelings to pave the way. In short, everything seems quite logical.

She pursed her lower lip, restrained her untimely thoughts, pretended to be calm and said, "almost, and I'm sorry when I'm in the room and when I quarrel with you."

As she said this, she raised her hand slightly and gently removed a petal from Huo Yanlin's hair.

Probably out of selfishness, her hand even stayed a little longer.

Huo Yanlin smiled slightly and said with a sense of ridicule: "Wen Shutong, I don't know if you have found it. Now you have become particularly realistic and sophisticated."

Her heart was shocked. This was not a good word. She didn't understand why Huo Yanlin suddenly spoke sarcastically. She looked at it with some doubt.

Huo Yanlin shook his head, continued to smile and said, "every time you need me, or for some special reason, you will say sorry to me, but most of the time not."

Wen Shutong was stunned at first, and then opened his mouth with some embarrassment: "it's not just like this. In fact... Well, I may indeed become such a person as you said, and I'll change it well."

She didn't know why she was like this. She always felt that her heart was being led away involuntarily.

In fact, her heart is not as realistic as Huo Yanlin said, but after she really reflected on herself and felt guilty, she said so.

But this guilt lasts for a short time. In short, it's inexplicable.

Just when she was secretly annoyed in her heart, Huo Yanlin came again with a smile: "for example, now, I think you should really want to kiss me. Why pretend to be calm?"

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