Outside the outskirts of the city, there are lush green vegetation and trees. Under the shade of the trees, under the refraction of the sun, a mottled shadow is formed.
Occasionally, a cool breeze will blow by, bringing with it the fragrance of green grass, which makes people feel relaxed and very comfortable.
Yunmo and Youla walked side by side on the stone road beside the Fruit Wine Lake. The sunlight fell on Youla's body through the gaps in the leaves, coating it with a layer of golden brilliance.
The whole person was like a knight king who came out of Kettle's mythology, exuding a noble and elegant temperament, which made Yun Mo look a little stunned.
"Yun Mo, why are you looking at me like this?" Youla noticed Yun Mo's gaze and asked with some confusion.
"It's nothing, I just think you are more beautiful than before." Yun Mo retracted his gaze and said softly.
"Really? Is it because I dressed up specially today? Does it look good?" Youla's hands holding the hem of the skirt were slightly raised, revealing her white and slender calves, her toes pointed on the stone slab, and she said, "Da,
The crisp sound of "da, da" is like an elegant piece of music.
"Of course you look good. I can't take my eyes away from you." Yun Mo touched his nose lightly and said with a smile.
"Humph, don't get too carried away, we still have a grudge to settle!" Yola was very happy, but she still snorted softly and said a little arrogantly.
"Grudge? What grudge?" Yun Mo was a little confused as to what this vengeful girl meant.
"It's so sad that you don't remember." Yura pouted, looking very sad.
Yun Mo scratched his head in confusion and looked at Youla, not knowing what to say.
"Didn't you agree to wait for me to challenge you? How could you become so much stronger secretly?" Yula scolded Yunmo word by word: "You also dyed your hair and changed the color of your eyes. They don't look like you at all.
You are the same person you were before, you have changed a lot."
Yun Mo grabbed the bangs hanging in front of his forehead and smiled bitterly: "This is not dyed, the situation is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it for a while.
You just need to know that you are the most likely to defeat me now, but you may not be able to defeat me in a few days."
"What happened?" Youla heard something wrong in Yun Mo's words and asked with some confusion.
"I was injured a little and I'm recovering now, so this is the best time to defeat me. Do you want to come?" Yun Mo smiled slightly and looked at Youla.
"Tch, I don't bully patients. I'll settle the score with you after you recover." Youla said disdainfully and continued to walk forward. From the look of her, she didn't seem to care about Yun Mo's injury at all.
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But after a while, Youla couldn't help but turned around and asked with concern: "Are you seriously injured? Where are you injured?"
"It's all over my body, I feel like I'm about to die." Yun Mo said weakly, pretending to be weak.
"Then what should I do? It hurts so much now? How about I take you to a doctor first?" Youla didn't notice Yun Mo's evil intentions, and said confusedly with some concern.
"There is no need to go to the doctor... As long as Miss Youla kisses and hugs me, soothes and soothes my injured heart, my injury will naturally heal." Yun Mo's voice sounded a little weak, but it was full of charm and provocation.
smell.
"This..." Yola hesitated a little, twirling her skirt with her fingers, looking shy and worried.
But when she saw the gradually unbearable smile on Yun Mo's face, her shyness instantly turned into embarrassment. She stretched out her pink fist and punched Yun Mo in the abdomen, "Rogue
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Yun Mo was unprepared, and the sudden attack caught him off guard, "Hiss~ It hurts."
Yun Mo let out a cry of pain and covered his abdomen.
"I don't believe it, you must be trying to lie again." Yola said with some disbelief.
"This could be true, and it also involves old wounds." Yun Mo gasped, with a painful expression on his face. It looked like he was really in pain.
"Who made you think of wrong ideas? You deserve it." Youla said vehemently, but she still squatted down, stretched out her little hand, gently rubbed Yun Mo's abdomen, and asked with concern: "Would this be good?
a little?"
"A kiss would be better." Although Yun Mo's abdomen hurt badly, he couldn't help teasing her. This was his usual style.
"You..." A trace of blush appeared on Youla's fair cheeks. She reached out and pulled the hair hanging by her ears behind her ears. She closed her eyes slightly, moved closer to Yun Mo's lips, and touched them gently.
After a moment, he quickly backed away.
"I'm satisfied now, really." Yora lightly tapped her feet, looking cute and cute.