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812. Queenstown: The sweetest time! 34

This pair is more tossing than Ning Xiaotong's pair.

Frank returned to his room angrily.

After lying on the big bed, Huangfu Yao couldn't help but wipe away the tears that fell again.

Shaoqi, I'm really sorry.

The words I said to you not only hurt you, but also hurt me.

Han Shaoqi was walking down the street alone, his eyes empty and lifeless.

The pain from my heart spread gradually and stopped at a streetlight nearby.

He punched the telephone pole and heard a buzzing sound that echoed in front of his eyes.

The pain in my hands was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

Yaoyao? Xiaoyao?

How can you be so cruel.

If you say give up, give up.

Why can you say it in front of me so decisively?

Huangfu Yao, I would rather not see you in the West Lake.

Not to mention the reunion after several years.

In this way, I will not experience the taste of love, but I will be completely hurt by the word love.

When he returned to the Han family's villa, Han Shaoqi had a stunned expression on his face and returned to his room without saying a word under the watchful eyes of the Han family's family.

No matter who knocks on the door, it will not be opened.

Mother Han stood outside the door, a little worried, "What's wrong with Shao Qi?"

Couldn't Father Han not see it? He pulled Mother Han to his room, "He must have encountered something unhappy. Just let him calm down for a while."

Mother Han was a little reluctant, but she still followed Father Han back to her room, looking back frequently with worry in her eyes.

Mr. Han had already gone upstairs and heard the noise downstairs. When he went out, he only had time to see Han Shaoqi's door slamming shut.

After glancing at the door thoughtfully, Mr. Han turned around and returned to his room.



The long, narrow and steep canyon is surrounded by green mountains on both sides of the river, and you can still hear the faint sound of rumbling water, mixed with the sound of howling wind.

A couple of men and women, the man is handsome and slender, while the woman next to him looks petite and slender.

The man put his hand tightly on the woman's waist, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Is it a bird's eye view from the air, or is it on foot?"

Ning Xiaotong stared at the navy blue mountains in front of her, "Let's go upriver in a kayak."

"good."

Milford Sound is a unique natural scenery. During the Earth's glaciation period, glaciers invaded the interior and carved the mountains into valleys with unique shapes. When the glaciers melted and receded, seawater poured into these valleys to form fjords.

The space in the kayak is not very large, but at the moment, apart from the paddlers, there are only two others on board, Huangfu Lin and Ning Xiaotong.

Standing on top of each other, Ning Xiaotong stared at the beautiful and charming scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait without blinking.

Even though you are going upstream, the paddler is very skilled and can control the speed of the kayak at a slow pace, giving you enough time to enjoy the scenery on both sides of the strait.

The further you go, the more steep the mountains become. Some of them even drop vertically, as if they have been cut by knives and axes, standing straight up into the sky.

The roaring sound gradually became clearer. Countless waterfalls fell from the top of the mountain, like a snow-white ribbon, shining with sparkling waves. There were even occasional splashes of water falling on the body, face, and hands.

It feels chilly, yet indescribably restrained.

Fading away, those ribbons were still dyed red by the ones that had just risen. Looking from a distance, there were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors walking on them, like a rainbow bridge spanning it, shining with colorful colors.

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