Ling Mufeng greedily breathed the fresh air and stretched.
Strolling on the ridges of the fields, the fresh air.
It comes to the face with a faint fragrance of grass, which makes people feel refreshed.
"In the past, when I was in a bad mood, I would come over with my classmates. After walking, the turbid air in my heart would slowly dissipate."[
Ye Zhiqiu took his arm and walked slowly against him.
It's so nice to have him by your side, it feels very reassuring.
"Student? Men and women? Is that the one who asks for help?"
Ling Mufeng frowned and asked dissatisfiedly.
"You!"
Ye Zhiqiu was both angry and funny, "Of course it's a girl!"
In the distance, many farmers are working hard.
Bent over and plant rice seedlings in the paddy fields.
From time to time, I raise my head, wipe my sweat, and beat my waist.
Although it is very hard, there is also a faint joy.
“Would we be happier if we were like them?”
Ling Mufeng pointed at the people in the distance and suddenly asked.
"How could you ask such an idiotic question?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled, "Every family has difficult sutras. They have their hard work, so are we."
Before he could finish his words, a big yellow dog suddenly jumped out of the yard.
At the two suspiciously uninvited guests, they barked wildly: "Wowoowowoo!"
Ling Mufeng was shocked.
The dog looked slender and thin, just bared his teeth and stared at him, with an impatient and disgusting expression.
Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Ling Mufeng's appearance.[
I think of this powerful president who went shopping and cooking with her today, took the bus together, and went out to the fields for spring outings. She found it interesting.
In this way, it is an ordinary couple.
"We will definitely be happy, right?"
Ye Zhiqiu hugged him and asked happily.
"Yes, the point is, no matter who I am, you will love me the same way."