The emerald green mountains, surrounded by smoke, add to the dreamlike beauty.
These two quiet people are more like immortals who live outside the world and do not eat the fireworks of the world.
The luster of the setting sun shone on them, like a layer of beautiful light.
The beauty carries a tranquility far away from the worldly world, which makes people admire and admire it, but also reluctant to take their eyes away.[
Tiantian, who was standing outside the door, suddenly felt a surge of excitement, sweetness and joy in her heart after seeing this scene.
But at the same time, I was trapped in my heart by an indescribable emotion.
"Sister Tiantian," Feifei finally couldn't help but admire, "Have you noticed? Your mother and your uncle are really well matched!"
"Yes! What a perfect match!" Tiantian couldn't help but say.
Even the most picky person has to admit that when seeing two people sitting together like that, the word "perfect match" will immediately come to mind.
"That's right," Feifei suddenly grabbed the corner of her clothes, lowered his voice and said with excitement: "Sister Tiantian, look, what are they doing?"
"What are you doing?" Tiantian felt a move in her heart when she saw the evil look in Feifei's eyes.
Then, he peeked over again.
I saw that the two people sitting on the Xiangfei bamboo chair seemed to be closer to each other.
The man who had been watching her painting quietly put his elbows on the table.
He supported his chin with his palm, and his beautiful eyes like stars turned.
Looking at her deeply, her thin and sexy lips lifted up, and her voice was like a clear spring flowing through the valley.
"Happy," he hooked his fingers into her hanging black hair and said softly: "Can you tell me how you have considered that matter?"
Bai Kaixin, who was immersed in the painting, raised his head when he heard this.
Looking at his handsome face and the deep and shallow eyes, he was entangled with thousands of emotions that he couldn't get rid of.
The corners of his mouth were raised, showing a childlike naughtiness.
I just felt that the softest part of my heart was like being gently poked by his hand, and the last piece of ice was melted by him.