“Is this grassland?”

Feng Lixue's feet is a soft meadow, and it feels like walking on a carpet, which is particularly comfortable.

There is an ancient peach tree on the cliff. At this moment, the trees are full of flowers, and they are so beautiful that they are lost in the moonlight.

It is very quiet here, with only the gentle whisper of the breeze passing by. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, making people's hearts calmer.

Feng Lixue lay comfortably on the emerald meadow, leaning against the peach tree and slowly falling asleep.

"You come and lie down too! It's very comfortable!"

She waved to Feng Wangchen who was still standing and invited him to lie down with her.

"No, it's beautiful to see you like this."

Feng Wangchen likes to look at Feng Lixue like this, and at this time, a pink peach petal fell from the tree from the branches and fell between her hair.

The gentle night breeze, the moon is melting, and the peach blossoms float above her bright red skirt, making her look as beautiful as a peerless painting.

"Okay, you stand, I lie down."

Feng Lixue picked up his Poria flute and began to continue playing the song he knitting randomly.

She blew casually, just as casually as her heart.

"Your flute sounds very nice." Feng Wangchen praised, closing his eyes to admire the nameless songs that Feng Lixue blew casually at this time.

"Xiao—Xiao—"

Feng Wangchen was observing and admiring Feng Lixue, and Feng Lixue was actually lying down to admire Feng Wangchen standing under the peach blossom tree.

At this time, his bright moonlight fell on him like gauze, covering him with a thin layer of light silver gauze, which blended into his silver hair color.

And his whole body was filled with the aura of fairy spirit, which was extremely ethereal, making her feel elusive.

The brilliance of the moon shines, and it surrounds Feng Wangchen's side as clear as crystal yarn.

His snow-white long hair was blown up by the wind, and the petals of peach blossoms also fell due to the wind, floating around him to form a picture of a fairy.

This scene not only reminded Feng Lixue of a song lying on the grass, but she opened her mouth lightly:

"Who are you in white clothes last year

Why do you miss the world

A sigh never returns

Long night clothes can't sleep

Whose boy in white are you

Engrave a different breakpoint

I'm willing

There is no need to meet in this life."

"What other songs do you sing that I don't know about?"

Feng Wangchen asked with a smile.

His body exuded a fragrance that Feng Lixue didn't know, and there was a kind of purity and gentleness that calmed people's hearts.

Such an immortal figure and jade color are like an exiled immortal who cannot be desecrated!

Feng Lixue suddenly stood up with a smile. She patted the mud stains on her red skirt, and then pinched a peach petal in the wind.

With a forceful pinch, he gently tapped the water juice covered with the color of peach petals between Feng Wangchen's eyebrows.

"Come on, take my Poria flute!"

Feng Lixue did not answer Feng Wangchen's question.

She inexplicably gave Feng Wangchen her magic weapon, Fuling Xiao.

The Poria flute is a musical instrument of the Supreme God. The jade flute has an extremely exquisite body shape and is full of the color of the moonlight.

Just like a charming peach blossom juice mark on his eyebrows, a man in white and a poria divine flute are really a perfect match.

"What a beautiful man who is as beautiful as a flower!"

"What are you saying again?"

Feng Wangchen stood quietly under the cherry blossom tree, with deep pupils, as if he had experienced thousands of vicissitudes and penetrated the leisurely time. He saw this weird little girl and asked with a smile.

"I'm praising you for being pretty!"

Feng Lixue threw himself into his arms.

"Silly girl, I'll show you my good looks forever!" A touch of unspeakable gentleness appeared on Feng Wangchen's handsome face.
Chapter completed!