March is a beautiful month of spring, with flowers in full bloom and long spring water.
On a six-masted ship going north, a seven-year-old girl, wearing a light pink dress, lay on the railing of the ship and looked at the water and sky.
The white clouds are rolling, the water birds are flying, and the sky is full of light, clouds and shadows.
What a beautiful sight.
People around her looked sideways at her. Although she was a little girl, her indifferent and detached temperament was like that of a monk who had practiced Buddhism for thousands of years, making people feel peaceful and peaceful.
With her porcelain white skin, which is rosy inside, and is rendered by the sunlight, and her big black eyes, with long eyelashes, she will definitely be a beautiful little girl who will conquer the entire country when she grows up.
But there was a cold light in those clear eyes, which made people feel afraid to approach.
His angelic appearance, devilish aura, and coldness make people dare not look at him for a long time.
"Momo, Momo, have you finished memorizing it? You came out to be lazy again!"
Another little girl of seven or eight years old, with a bun hairdo, is equally beautiful, but has thick eyebrows and curved eyes, with a neat look.
A healthy and cheerful breath came to my face.
Everyone secretly praised the two beautiful little girls.
Hu Xiuhong originally had a pair of smiling eyes, which were curved like a crescent moon, but when they were rounded, they were also very big.
Like a little leopard, full of energy.
Su Mo turned around and smiled lazily at her, "Xiao Caihong, what the hell is your name? I already know it by heart."
Hu Xiuhong immediately frowned, "It's not fair."
In the past, she and Su Mo had the same speed, but later she found that Su Mo was getting faster and faster. In the end, she could memorize it almost after watching it a few times, and she would not forget it once she had memorized it.
"Let's go back and endorse it."
Hu Xiuhong is a bookaholic. If he were born in modern times, he would definitely be a child loved by teachers and parents.
Su Mo was dragged by her and struggled hard, unwilling to go back to the bed cabin, "No, I don't want to go. I want to see the scenery."
It's like there's a demon there that you don't want to face.
Hu Xiuhong chuckled, "Oh, you are afraid of Master Jing, right?"
Su Mo immediately covered her face. She couldn't lift the pot, but Hu Xiuhong forcibly dragged her down.
