Chapter 131: A Romantic Reunion Under the Moonlight
Zhan Bohan also calmed down, but his fun and annoying gaze always came from time to time, which made Bai Yunxuan feel angry. What a brat who was arrogant? If he had known it, he would have done more and beat you up.
Fool
The dinner was finally over. The people from the three rooms had already returned to their residences. Bai Yunxuan said in her heart that she had hit the plague god today. She stayed in the hall for another second. Where he existed, then call in.
The breath is dirty
In the middle of the night, Wei had already rested early because of his health. After Ruixue cleaned up, she returned to the room with Yi and went to sleep. The breeze and bright moon were a good time to sleep soundly, but Bai Yunxuan was lying on the bed.
, I couldn't calm down after going over and over again, and I always felt uneasy
From time to time, Yunxuan turned over and got out of bed, put on a moon-white cloak, opened the door, and wandered in the yard with a sad mood, flowing water, pouring all over the ground, quiet and quiet
The moonlight shines on Yunxuan's body, making her look more beautiful, with her beautiful face, her quiet moon, and her incense is moving.
"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick." A voluptuous and joking male voice came into his ears with the night wind. Yunxuan, who was leaning against the threshold, was slightly stunned, but saw that a person had already walked in outside the courtyard gate.
The boy in the sky blue clothes had a face like a jade, and his eyebrows were filled with intoxicating smiles, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, as bright as snow
The quiet moonlight hits his tall figure, making him look heroic and upright
Bai Yunxuan's face was covered with annoyance, and she tightened her cloak, no longer leaned against the door and stood up straight, looking at the annoying Xiaoxin eyebrows, and hummed
I originally thought he was a second-generation ancestor, and he had a drink and food bag, but I didn't expect that there was still some ink in my stomach. This poem was really appropriate. The posture he just now was really the artistic conception depicted by the poem he said.
Thinking of this, Yunxuan secretly scolded herself for being a little mean. How could this pervert have any artistic conception? I remembered that I was shocked at the dinner today, and a nameless anger surged up.
, The most important thing is that he looks exactly the same as the BMW man who sent him to the Ming Dynasty
Under the moonlight, Xiaoxin Mei smiled so evilly, and strolled across. Rong Junye was the thinnest man Yunxuan had ever seen, but now Xiaoxin Mei seemed to be a little thinner than Rong Junye.
Looking at his disgusting appearance, Yunxuan just wanted to beat him up, and snorted gently, turned around and wanted to go back to the room.