——A Nan was embarrassed, his face turned red, and he raised the drawing in his hand.
"This drawing is very complicated to begin with. I can install it bit by bit, which is pretty good."
After saying that,
She stopped what she was doing and moved her son's wheelchair down together. Xiyue jumped over to push Tomorrow, and the two of them walked forward while admiring the scenery.
"Xiyue, is that a new wheelchair given to me?"
Ever since I saw the parts that Anan got back from various blacksmiths, Jin Forges, etc. tomorrow, I had already begun to suspect that it was a wheelchair for me. As Anan successfully installed it bit by bit, the new
The prototype of the wheelchair came out.
——Tomorrow's beauty is dazzled, and her eyes are full of joy and emotion.
This little girl is so smart.
At this time, I am afraid that no one can design such a beautiful, luxurious and smart wheelchair.
"Yes, when I saw your wheelchair the other day, I thought it might not be very comfortable for you to sit on, so I wanted to redesign one for you. This one is many times better than the one you are sitting on."
"It is indeed an ingenious design. Even if all the skilled craftsmen from Aotian Continent were together, they might not be able to design half of yours."
Xiyue listened, and immediately raised her head and smiled proudly, stopped the wheelchair, and admired the beautiful mountains and rivers in front of her, then leaned over and rested her chin on Mingri's shoulder.
"Tomorrow, if you can weave a pair of wings on your wheelchair, you will be more flexible when someone attacks you in the future."
"good."
He responded softly, with a voice that was so charming that he stretched out his hand to hold Xiyue's hand. Mingri turned his head and stared at Xiyue tenderly. Under the sun, his handsome face shone brightly.
The wind blows gently,
Three thousand blue hairs are flying, making her look even more handsome and graceful.
The yellow petals fluttered in the wind, creating a rain of flowers, surrounding Xiyue and Mingri. From a distance... Anan looked at it and was stunned.
What a nice view.
How perfect it would be if from now on, the young master and Miss Xiyue could become a couple of gods, live freely and have some beautiful babies again.
Tomorrow leaned forward, picked a pink thumb-sized flower in his hand, pinched it, and the small flower bloomed with red light. In the blink of an eye, a lifelike rose appeared in the palm of his hand.
--No,
It should be said that it is a rose, a very orthodox rose.
"Eh."
Xiyue hurriedly walked around to Ming Ri, knelt down and took the rose sent by Ming Ri, and a charming smile bloomed on his handsome face.
"This is what you saw on the brocade cushion installed on the wheelchair. It is very similar to the rose that day, but it is more charming and enchanting. So this is the reason why you gave me flowers that day?"
"Yes, this is called a rose, the flower that represents love."
As soon as the words fell, Xiyue was gently hugged, and her figure spun around and fell into Mingri's arms. Mingri hugged Xiyue and held her hand.
"So that day, Xiyue wanted to confess her love to me?"
The smile on Ouyang Mingri's face became deeper and deeper, but Xiyue's face was embarrassed and she wanted to argue. For a moment, she didn't know how to speak. Isn't that what happened.
…
Looking at Xiyue's cute expression, Mingming raised her hand slightly. The grass in front of her eyes was dotted with stars, and the sound of fairy music overflowed. On the grassland that was originally full of ordinary flowers, thorny plants suddenly grew.
It grows upward until one rose after another blooms.