Beautiful Farming Wife

"You guys ... too outrageous. Starting ww..co" Mo Qing saw Lan Yuer getting closer and closer. He was at a loss. He hadn't adjusted his mentality and needed to find a place to hide.

When Lan Yuer came to the Butterfly Valley, she was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

There are mountains, water, flowers, and clear lakes.

The gentle sunshine sprinkled on the sparkling lake. There were fishes swimming cheerfully in the lake. The breeze was blowing on the face. It was gentle and very comfortable. A turquoise meadow by the lake, such as a green blanket.

"Where did Luo Manman go? Didn't you ask me to come here?" Lan Yuer gathered her skirt corner, sat on the floor, and looked at the green lake with a good mood.

Thinking of going back to Beijing tomorrow, I felt reluctant and lived in Mofu for a month. The guy was shaking in front of her every day, and it didn't seem to be so annoying.

Jade hand picked up a small stone and plunged it into the water. The water splashed and rippled in the lake.

Didn't this guy surprise her with flowers every day? He hasn't seen anything in these days.

Huh, the two-hearted guy, to put it plainly, is a man with no willpower. Alas, the lake was rippled with pebbles. When the lake was calm, the clear lake reflected a tall figure.

The man is handsome and handsome, with features like jade, and a blue brocade robe can better embody his modest gentleman. Isn't this Mo Qing?

Lan Yuer's face froze and she exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Mo Qing watched the beauty in front of her sitting casually on the grass. The sunlight gave her figure a golden light, a kind of hazy beauty.

"This is just picked, it's for you." He sent a bunch of delicate flowers just picked in his hand.

This is what Luo Manman picked for him, saying that roses represent love, and eleven flowers represent love with one heart and one lifetime.

Lan Yuer came to this paradise, and he was in a good mood. He also rarely gave him a look, and happily accepted the flower: "So beautiful."

The flaming roses set off her white little blush, which was particularly charming.

"This flower is not only beautiful, but also moral."

"What's the moral."

"It means my love for you with one heart and one lifetime. You accept my flowers and accept me on your behalf, great." Mo Qingruyu's face showed a childish smile, holding her excitedly tiny hand.

"You ... then I don't want to." Lan Yuer took a hand from his palm and threw a bunch of flaming roses on the ground like a frightened rabbit.

"How can you lie like that, Lan Yuer, you have clearly accepted my mind." Mo Qing picked up the broken heart and quickly followed.

Her slender figure blocked her way, her narrow eyes stared at her playful face: "Why is this so to me, I don't believe you don't feel anything to me."

"Let's go." Lan Yu'er was a little angry, and this person lied to her to confess?

This feeling of being fooled is really annoying.

Mo Qing shrugged. I just refused to let it go. What can you do to me?

"Yu'er, I really like you, and I hope to see you as soon as I open my eyes every day."

With a shout, a palm wind blew Mo Qing's cheek. He avoided it sensitively, his face stiffened: "Why, do you want to murder your husband?"

"You're right, and you're pestering me again, I'm welcome."

"Then don't be polite to me." Seeing that Mo Qing was still a hippie smile, Lan Yuer was a little frizzy, so she should teach this "Dunzi."

With a thought, Yushou quickly drew a soft whip from his waist and slashed sharply at him: "I won before I say it."

The husband she wants is both civil and military.

"I won you, just be my daughter-in-law, let's get the horse over." Mo Qing drew a trace of earnestness and used the folding fan as a weapon to compare with her.

The two contested, the blue clothes and blue robes flew in midair, and the soft whip and folding fan hit each other, making a popping sound. The hair was waving, the same blue, and they even liked the same color.

Lan Yuer's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she could not think that Mo Qing's martial arts were so high-strength. She just used seven layers of martial arts just now. If she lost, wouldn't she lose her hair?

It seems that she is going all out, and the soft whip is wielding sparks in the air, and she sees Mo Qing's light body, and her big hand catches the soft whip like a snake, and the two just hold one soft whip. Let no one let go.

"You lost, be my daughter-in-law." Mo Qing's voice was elated, and her face was proud.

This expression was really under pumping, Lan Yuer sneered, pulled the soft whip suddenly and then let go. Due to inertia, Mo Qing's body took several steps backwards. He slammed into a big tree behind him. He hurt his teeth and grinned. After seeing him roll his eyes, he lay on the ground without moving. "You lost, stinky boy, this is a soldier who is not tired of cheating." Lan Yuer raised his corner of the mouth, patted his hand proudly, walked slowly and kicked him, "Hey, you lose, don't pretend to die, get up fast "After playing for a long time, there was no response. Lan Yuer was a little flustered, and she crouched down to look at his breath, but she didn't breathe. No, it just hangs after a hit. Is it made of tofu? "Hey, get up, don't pretend, I know you aren't dead." Yu Shou patted his cheek constantly, but he didn't notice any movement for a while, then she started to panic completely. "What to do, what to do? I knew it wouldn't be so heavy?" Hurry back to see if there is any help. Who knew when he first touched him, he was suppressed by a force of nothing, and when she responded, she was covered by Mo Qing. "So worried about me, and said that I don't like me." Mo Qing's mood was clear for a moment, and she smiled slightly, seeing her mouth opened to explain, and instantly imprinted her softness. Lan Yuer's eyes widened, Mo Qing's magnificent handsome face lay on the tip of her nose, his eyes reflected her shadow, and he was kissing her with regret. The line of defense in Lan Yuer's heart collapsed instantly, he, he, how dare he kiss her? Her heart was beating fiercely, as if she was about to jump out of her chest, Mo Qing desperately absorbed the fragrance that belonged to her, forgotten and devoted. Lan Yu'er wanted to break free, but he was helpless to see that he was tall and thin, and he was so dizzy that he forgot to resist. It took a long time for Mo Qing to let go of her, looking at her awkward look, and she could not help scratching the tip of her nose, and a smile appeared on her eyes: "Look at you silly." This girl clearly likes her, see She enjoyed her face. "You ... you dare ... see if I don't kill you." Lan Yuer jumped up and saw the slender figure running away: "You can't hit, you can't hit, come after me ..." "Mo Qing didn't know how long he had run, and slowly slowed down. A sea of ​​flowers, colorful, crocheted into a beautiful scene appeared in front of his eyes.

Flowers scented in the air, and the breeze blew the flowers. "I finally caught you and watched I wouldn't hit you." Lan Yuer was panting breathlessly. I didn't expect this guy to do such a good job. It was too bullying. "Yu'er, look, the sea of ​​flowers is so beautiful." The flowers in front of her were swaying, and petals were flying in the air. Lan Yuer spread her hands, breathing freely, and smelling the sweet smell of flowers. "What a beauty, how did you find this place?" "Just like it." Mo Qing's eyes burned, and with her intimate contact just now, her courage became big, and she held her thin waist from behind, slender. He stood quietly behind her, hugging her.

Lan Yu'er started to tremble a bit, and then he left, leaning on his not wide chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, it was very heartbeat. Could it be that she has fallen in love with it, and she has fallen in love with him day and night, but she doesn't know it. This person has some knowledge and martial arts. He is unique to her, and it is quite a good candidate for her. "What are you thinking?" Mo Qing stood before her at this moment, staring affectionately at her, seeing that the light in his eyes was getting more and more intense. How could this look be so familiar, just wasn't it ... who knew his big hands Tightening her waist, she lowered her head and imprinted her softness.

Gentle rain sprinkled on the flowers, and the sound of falling shattered.

Lan Yuer had a flush on her face. She found that she didn't hate him. She seemed to like his initiative?

Since you like it, admit it. Lan Yuer has always been a girl hero who loves and hates. Thinking of this, she took the initiative of his neck and responded eagerly ...