rebirth of wrong love farewell

The boy looked at the girl leaning against the city wall and looking up at the sunset, the corners of her mouth were as sweet as the arcs surrounded by colorful candy wrappers.

Duke Moza also looked at the pretty girl, and said with a smile, "It matches you very well."

The boy nodded. There are many people who are more handsome than him in appearance, but he is the only one who can match her exquisite heart.

The old man looked at the tumbling clouds in the sky, and said with a smile: "No matter how flirtatious you are outside, you must also remember a woman who is willing to wait for you at home, that is the partner who can accompany you for the rest of your life."

Liang Nuo looked at him, but said with a smile: "I'm afraid that I will never fall in love with others again in this life." So even if it was a joke, he would not cross that bottom line.Except for the few women he pityed in his heart, he dismissed other women.

Duke Moza pushed over the document on the table, and said indifferently: "When I helped you get Xilin out, my subordinates discovered something."

He watched the girl's slightly raised skirt under the gentle breeze, and it was as light and beautiful as a butterfly spreading its wings. He said, "The girl who was with you before, do you know who attacked you when you abandoned the garden?"

Liang Nuo restrained his smile and shook his head solemnly. After meeting Mo Zha, he knew that his previous inferences were all wrong.

The old man sighed, but it was with admiration for the younger generation, and also emotion for the time when he was about to pass away: "It's a member of the Musk family, that girl is very brave, and even stole the Musk family's arms. transport map."

Liang Nuo closed his eyes, and said lightly, "She got into trouble." As for Ling Yu, just like Le Yunyao, he didn't want to get involved in their lives anymore.As long as he protects Lan Youruo well in this life, he will be satisfied.

Duke Moza tapped on the table and made a deep thud: "As your godfather, it is my duty to help you."

Liang Nuo clenched his fists and smiled, but his eyes were filled with quiet darkness: "I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

Moza's amber eyes were filled with a whirling smile. He moved his rigid body, even if he maintained it properly, he couldn't change his age.

He smiled but sighed helplessly: "My power can help you, don't waste unnecessary time, my time is running out."

Lan Youruo lowered the hem of her skirt and sat down beside him lightly, her eyes reflected the glow of the sky, she smiled gracefully, "Liang Sanyue, do you want to watch me dance?"

Liang Nuo turned his head to look at her, her eyes flashed with a different charm, he held her white porcelain hand with a low smile, and smiled sincerely at Mo Zha: "Then I will trouble you ,godfather."

The old man looked at their leaving backs with a smile, and sighed, "It's a pity."

The slightly hazy light flashed between the towering peaks and steep rocks, transforming into a straight arc like silver light.

The boy took the girl's hand and strolled under the brilliance that was about to end. A large area of ​​flowers and grass spread under their feet to the dream of reaching the ladder.

As soon as Liang Nuo held her hand and kissed her lightly, his voice was full of affection: "You, I will try my best to be a man you can rely on."

Lan Youruo lightly pinched the tip of his nose, and said with a charming smile, "You just don't want me to worry. If you suddenly become strong, I'm afraid there will be domestic violence."

The boy licked her delicate fingertips, held it, and said pitifully, "I can't beat you."

She lightly smiled and landed in front of her like a feather. A white dress was smudged with watery lilies in the light of this thread. Miaoman's body was twirling, like the blooming white lotus blooming on the distant snow mountain. , the graceful dancing posture lightly steps on the lawn, making the flowers lose their beauty.

She lightly raised her slender neck like a swan, and her long hair fluttered in the air, with white ripples, swaying like a charming attitude, curling up like an alluring posture.

She writhed voluptuously, dancing gracefully and lightly like gauze, and under the rising moonlight, the silver light covering her whole body shone like stars in her eyes.

Lan Youruo, the dancer under the moon, this natural elf, is dancing to her heart's content at this moment, with the sound of stepping along with the dingdong spring of the small stream, melodiously going all the way.

Under the pouring pure watery moonlight, she smiled all over the city, and she was as beautiful as a flash in the pan, her eyes were full of starlight, and her soft lips were glowing with the color of rose rouge. Resounded throughout the valley: "Liang Sanyue, you are my little shou."

Liang Nuo looked at it with a smile, put his hands on his lips, and shouted loudly to the vast world, to the moon, to the stars, and to everything that exists here: "Yes, I belong to Lan Youruo alone. Weak attack."