Yun Shen did not know where to go in the back mountain, on the branches of towering ancient trees, lay a woman in white, the woman's veil was leaking, three thousand blue silks were hanging in the air, the woman was leaning on her hands and muttering something in her mouth
lanmengzhuang"Bored to death..."
lanmengzhuang"Is Dad three years old? He haunts his mother all day long"
Originally, Lan Mengzhuang wanted to go shopping at the foot of the mountain with her own mother, buy some favorite gadgets, play and eat delicious food by the way, but she didn't expect that everything was ready, and her own mother was tricked by her father. He went to the quiet room, saying what was the chest tightness?
Hmph, I usually don't see your chest tightness, why is your chest tightness now?
lanmengzhuang"Being a Immortal Governor is so stingy"
Lan Mengzhuang pouted, ripped the leaves from the tree, and vented all her anger on the leaves
When Lan Sizhu found Lan Mengzhuang, she saw that the leaves were torn apart by the little girl and fell to the ground
lansizhui"Mengzhuang, come down, I'll take you down the mountain to play"
As soon as Lan Sizui's voice fell, Lan Mengzhuang jumped down
Lan Si Zhui was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Seeing Lan Si Zhui nodding, Lan Mengzhuang couldn't wait to grab Lan Si Zhui's wrist and walk to the mountain gate in the depths of the clouds
Lan Si chased and ran while looking at the little hand on his wrist. As soon as he reversed, Lan Mengzhuang's little hand was held in the palm of Lan Si Chui's hand
Lan Mengzhuang was in a hurry to play, but didn't pay attention
It wasn't until she reached the mountain gate that Lan Sizhu took her pass jade pendant that Lan Mengzhuang realized that she didn't want to take it out, but she didn't know why
This feeling is not the same as when my mother shakes her hand
But it's very warm, so warm that Lan Mengzhuang doesn't want to take it out
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In Caiyi Town, Gusu City, Lan Mengzhuang and Lan Sizhui ate noodles on the side of the road together, and before they knew it, there were a little stars
It's getting dark
Lan Sizhu followed behind Lan Mengzhuang and paid for her. Occasionally, Lan Mengzhuang would turn around and ask Lan Sizhui for her opinion. The answers he gave were all "good-looking"
Asking and asking, Lan Mengzhuang didn't ask Lan Sizhu's opinion, and let him pack it when he saw that it looked good
Lan Mengzhuang turned around when she heard the voice, only felt a chill above her head, and only saw Lan Sichui's face that was close at hand
Lan Mengzhuang touched her head. The hairpin was not made of jade, but was made of wood. Lan Mengzhuang wanted to take it off and take a look, but Lan Sichui hurriedly said
lansizhui"Go over there and take a look, there seems to be a juggling"
lanmengzhuang"Okay, okay."
Lan Mengzhuang's eyes bubbled when she heard there was juggling. She likes these juggling things the most
Lan Sizhu stood behind Lan Mengzhuang, looking at the little girl's excited expression after seeing the fire, she couldn't help but be happy
It is no longer a secret that he is part of the Wen family. After seeing his homeland with Uncle Wen, he returned to Yunshen and did not know where to go
The brothers and sisters were the same as before, and no one deliberately mentioned their identity, especially Jing Yi, who pulled herself to drink several glasses of wine the night she came back
It seems that everything is the same as before
The girl you love is still by your side, and so are the people who love you
Lan Sizui's eyes turned to Lan Mengzhuang's wooden hairpin inserted in her hair, and her eyes narrowed slightly
"Red beans are born in the southern country
A few sprigs in spring
May you pick more
This thing is the most acacia "
Under the illumination of the lights, the red bean hairpin in Lan Mengzhuang's hair was extraordinarily red...
I heard that in ancient times, when a man gave a hairpin to a woman, it was mostly because of his admiration for that woman, and Lan Sizhu was more than his admiration for Lan Mengzhuang. His love for Lan Mengzhuang was no less than Lan Zhan's love for Jiang Ge
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ciwei"Don't say that this story is not sweet, the little likes can be sweet to the heart."
