rebirth of wrong love farewell

The cool westerly wind wrinkled the autumn water of the lake, and the ripples blurred the clear reflection of the two people in the lake, and scattered into pieces of oblique waves.

The concrete road on the slope has vehicles passing by from time to time, but very few pedestrians pass by. This is a small hillside on the outskirts of the city, remote and quiet.

Liang Nuoyi sat on the embankment of the river bank, dangling his feet in the air, looking at the continuous field ridges in the distance, the long and long dragon-like greenhouses were rolled up, leaving only the wrong. . Intersecting bamboo knots.

The melon seedlings that have been harvested in the field are already withered, and it looks desolate everywhere.

The lake under the dam reflects all these beautiful scenery, blue sky, white clouds, trees, flowers and plants, different from the high-rise buildings in the city, the bustling streets and pungent car exhaust, here is like a small paradise.

Turning his head to look at the girl standing quietly beside him, with a serene smile, lingling eyes, slightly curly long hair scattered on his chest, and light skirt corners, like a pure and innocent elf, it is shocking. At a glance, she fell in love silently.

An unknown undercurrent flowed in his heart, Su Rong, he pursed his lips, smiled, stretched out his hand and held it in front of her eyes.

Lan Youruo's eyes fell on his hand, looking at him, she asked in a clear voice, "Liang Sanyue, who are you to me? A girl's hand cannot be held casually by others."

With a pause, the smile on the corner of his mouth stagnated, and the boy shrank into a turtle again, faltering but unable to say what was in his heart.

The girl's clear and shallow sighs sounded in the lake and mountains, like a drop of rain falling from the sky, blending into the clear lake, invisible, but rippling in circles.

But she didn't pamper him like before, and those who were soft-hearted and unreserved just stuck with him.

Patting off his outstretched hand, Lan Youruo turned around and walked towards the hillside, it was getting late, it was time to go back.

The boy stood up in a panic, trying to chase after him.But he didn't want his left foot to be empty, and he rolled down the slanting embankment with an unstable center of gravity. With a plop, he rolled heavily into the lake, splashing huge waves.

Lan Youruo eagerly stood by the dam and shouted, "Liang Sanyue, are you alright?"

"I, Gulu, Gulu." Liang Nuoyi threw his head upwards trying to breathe, "Help! I'm afraid of swimming." The shrill cry for help resounded throughout the lake, scaring countless birds into flight.

"Damn it." The girl quickly jumped off the dam, ran to the shore, and jumped into the lake without any hesitation.

There were two black commercial vehicles on the side of the road, and a few men in black looked at this scene with a smile, and said, "Young people nowadays are so energetic!"

"That's right, the boss's acting skills are getting better and better, look at the terrified little eyes and pale face." A man in black put down the binoculars in his hand and said tut-tsk.

"This is the mood!"

"Don't, don't pull me down." After struggling to push away the boy who was hugging her tightly, Lan Youruo wrapped his arms around his waist and dragged him towards the shore under the buoyancy of the water.

Lifting his head from the top of his head, his two feet were swimming quickly, the girl comforted: "It's okay, it's okay."

But she didn't want to be about to get her to the shore, when her body was hugged tightly by someone, and she was pulled back by someone. Before she could punch back, her warm body was clinging to her wet On her delicate body, there was the familiar scent of milk, and her chest ached slightly against her firm chest.

Covering her eyes with his left hand and embracing her waist with his right hand, Liang Nuo took a deep breath, and with that clear voice, he finally mustered up the courage in his heart and said tremblingly: "Lan Youruo, be my wife OK?"

The covered eyes were pitch black, but the girl who heard these words had the curvature of her lips like a bewitching violet blooming.

Lan Youruo stretched out her white and tender hand, covered his tense hand, pulled it down, and the light reappeared in front of her eyes.

Her eyes shone with a light of joy that had never been seen before, and that touch of tenderness and a smile filled her entire eyes.

Drops of water dripped from the tips of her wet hair, and glistened glisteningly across her porcelain-like skin, enveloping the sparkle.

The wet long skirt clings to her white body, revealing her graceful and seductive skirt, attracting people's obsession.

Her soft honey-like voice lingered in his ears: "Kiss me."

Liang Nuoyi wriggled his Adam's apple with difficulty, his body was very hot in the icy water, his handsome and neutral face was flushed as shy as if smeared with rose rouge.

The girl put her hands on his shoulders, supported his head with her palms, and kissed him actively.

The two were swimming in the water, their upper bodies pressed tightly together, the girl kissed so solemnly and piously.The soft tip of the tongue gently pried up the gap between his lips, and the flexible uvula slipped in, chasing the timid little thing.

Liang Nuoyi tightly closed his eyes, the long and dense eyelashes trembling slightly cast a curved shadow.

The girl led the boy's body to swim in the water, turning and kissing under the buoyancy.

After a long time, she pushed hard and pushed him to the shore, then moved her legs, and pressed her whole body against it again, looking at his upper body lying there, looking at her with pitiful eyes in pain, she smiled charmingly , but ruthlessly trampled on his slightly swollen thin lips.

He held his hand, crossed it, and tied it on top of his head. As soon as Liang Nuo felt the hard shore stem behind him, his hand was also imprisoned. Under the water, his legs were cut and entangled by hers. Moving her lips lightly, she said pitifully, "You, I'm so uncomfortable."

Looking at the delicate and easy-to-push boy with dark eyes, the extremely aggressive girl covered his lips again, feeling his lower body that had hardly changed, and strange thoughts flashed in her eyes.

Liang Sanyue, who has kept my appetite for so long, is only collecting interest now.

The author has something to say: Thank you Zongzheng~