"You're really not talking nonsense." Zhimei said to Hua Weiluo very seriously: "Look at the spring in your eyes and the smile on your face, just like the bride at the east end of our village who just got married on the second day.
.”
"..." Hua Weiluo suddenly turned red and glared at Zhimei.
"Look, look, even the coquettish look is the same as that of the bride." Zhimei pointed at the uncut flowers with one hand and shouted loudly.
"Don't talk nonsense!!" Hua Weiluo glared at him fiercely.
"I'm really not talking nonsense." Zhimei looked at the flowers before they fell with some caution. Her feet felt a little farther away from her, for fear that she would accidentally fly out with her fist again.
But, after all, this guy still can't control his mouth.
Zhimei hesitated for a long time, and finally asked Hua Weiluo: "Senior sister, what happened to this bride that made her look so shy and have spring water in her eyes? Isn't it just one night's work?
"
"..." The cheeks that have not yet fallen off are already as red as a ripe apple.
Zhishan stood aside, looking at Hua Weiluo's extremely embarrassed look, and finally said coldly to Zhimei: "Okay, now is not the time to discuss this issue."
"Oh..." After listening to Zhishan's words, Zhimei calmed down a little, thought about it and said to Zhishan: "Second senior brother, while we were away from the capital, did you find Junior Brother Fang who was stolen?
Do you have any clues from the scriptures??”
"I've found it..." Zhishan's face suddenly became serious. He sighed softly and then said to Zhimei: "It's just a long story. Let's find a place to sit down and talk slowly.
.”
"Okay." Zhimei nodded, turned around and glanced at the flowers, and after holding it in for a long time, she finally asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister, why do I feel like your eyes are rippling no matter what angle I look at you from?
Senior Brother Zhizhen, what do you think??"
"..." Hua Weiluo clenched her fist, finally unable to bear it anymore, she swung it towards Zhimei.
Only a sound of "Ah——!!" was heard, and the beauty disappeared in the sky in an instant.
Xiaobai squatted on the grass, stretched out his hind legs and scratched his ears. He looked at Zhimei who had turned into a star in the sky with some sympathy, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Hey... Saonian, aren't you looking for trouble for yourself...
In the afternoon, while Zhishan, Zhizhen, and Zhimei were discussing matters regarding the Chaofeng Gang, Hua Weiluo found an excuse and secretly went back to her room.
The mirror in front of the dressing table reflected the bright sunlight outside the window. Hua Weiluo hesitated for a moment, then walked to the mirror and sat down, looking up into the mirror.
I saw in the mirror, on that fair and tender little face, a pair of eyes seemed to be soaked with a layer of water mist, and everything printed in the eyes seemed to have a layer of bright water, and the small and straight
The bridge of the nose draws a perfect arc, the corners of the rosy lips are slightly raised, and they are as shiny as jelly. Two strands of broken hair hang down casually by the ears, blowing gently as the breeze blows. Looking at it this way, it seems that
It really looks like it’s overly moisturized…
I don't know why, but before the flowers fell, I suddenly thought of the phrase "The osmanthus and the orchid oar, striking the sky and tracing the stream of light, the vagueness in my arms, looking at the beauty in the sky."
