Chapter 292: Flying Dust and Fog Surround You If You Are the One 4
In the world, Song Wenqing never uses his full name
At first it was to hide his identity, but later it became a habit. He gradually fell in love with the name [Wenqing]
If his surname is not [Song], how many would it be!
Similarly, Xiaoman never knew that his name was Song Wenqing, and he didn't know that he was the precious son of his enemy Mrs. Song.
I met Song Wenqing on the street, and Xiaoman felt a little disappointed, but more of it was sighing
The world is so big, why do you always meet him?
Is this a god-given marriage? Or is it a meaningless entanglement?
Xiaoman didn't know, she only knew that she was in a mess
Song Wenqing passed by Xiaoman, but his eyes never stayed on her for a moment
Xiaoman's body suddenly shook, and she sighed in her heart: If it weren't for that peerless face, would you still be in love with me? Maybe, you wouldn't have looked at me at all.
After sighing, Xiaoman laughed because at this moment she was dressed as a white-haired old man
With this appearance, Song Wenqing would stare at her, that would be a miracle
The martial arts conference was held on time at Yuehu Villa in Huaxin City
Yuehu Villa, therefore the name is the villa in the lake
The lakes around the villa are as green as grass and as clear as crystal
In October, the yellow maple leaves inside and outside the villa are in full bloom, adding a golden light to the martial arts conference
The maple leaves float and the sword light rises, what a picture of a smiling and proud samurai
The preliminary round is boring, Xiaoman glanced casually for a few seconds and then stepped out
For her who has already reached the level of martial arts, those contestants on the stage are like children playing in mud and sand
Masters disdain to hang out with such despicable people in the martial arts world.
Cheers, shouts, lamentations, talk loudly. When the last sound disappeared into Xiaoman's ears, she came to her senses and found that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
When she looked up, she was shocked by the scenery in front of her. Large areas, layered yellow maple forests, and mirror-like lake water, as charming as the masterpiece of a romantic painter.
In autumn, the busy birds and insects forget to sing and are immersed in a poetic and picturesque mood
The country is so beautiful that countless heroes will bow their backs!