Sitting in the carriage, looking at the green hills and green trees flashing on both sides, she felt more comfortable, and couldn't help but sing again: You are my little apple, little apple"

While singing, he touched the back of the little unicorn.

Although her voice is ugly now, it is fortunate that it is not out of tune.

When she is singing seriously, she can still listen to it.

The little Qilin listened for a moment, moved to tears, and hugged her hand with her little paws: "Master, it turns out that you are still singing for me." ”

Not really

Ning Xuemo smiled, but she didn't say anything, so as not to hit the little Qilin's little heart that was not strong. I just patted it on the back again.

She looked at Han Shanyue on the other side, who was leaning there, his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether to recuperate or meditate.

There was only her singing voice and the occasional snoring of the little unicorn in the carriage.

The sunlight shines through the shark yarn, jumping on the back of the little unicorn, giving people a kind of warmth that time is falling and the years are quiet and good.

Ning Xuemo suddenly felt that in fact, such a life was not bad, the present world was stable, and there was no need to worry about living a life.

With this great god sitting here, her heart is finally at peace. Don't be nervous all the time

I just don't know how long I can maintain this relationship with him

Three months, two months, three years, two years, or a lifetime

She was taken aback by her last thought, how could she have such a thought for the rest of her life

He only uses her as a shield, and she only sees him as his temporary backer, but they are just using each other's relationship, how can they last for a lifetime

I've probably experienced too many things recently, so I'm a little brain-pumping, thinking about some of these things

"Senior, where are you going?" came Ma Tong's inquiry outside.

The carriage had already left the city, and there was a fork in the road ahead, and the horse boy did not know the destination of the two, so he asked.

Ning Xuemo's gaze fell on Han Shanyue's face: "Great God, where are we going?"

Hanshan Yue's eyes didn't open: "Whatever." ”

Big brother, don't be casual, you don't want to take me to find some master to solve this perverted disguise technique

Ning Xuemo took a deep breath, still smiling at him: "Where does the disguise master you said live?"

Han Shanyue still didn't open his eyes: "When did this seat promise to take you to him?"

Ning Xuemo: "" She paused, moved over, and approached him.

Her sudden approach finally made Han Shanyue open her eyes, and there was an enlarged old face in front of her

He moved back quietly: "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Ning Xuemo looked at him sincerely: "Great God, we may get along for a longer time in the future, I have been dangling in front of you with such an old face, and you are not comfortable looking at it, even if you are your shield, it has no deterrent effect." It's better that you managed to restore my appearance, not only can you be eye-catching, but you can also have more face when you take it out, right?"

"No matter how good the face is, it's just a pink skull, dusty in the blink of an eye. Why do you bother to focus on the skin" Han Shanyue pushed away her close old face, turning a white jade flute in her hand, her posture was idle and lazy.

He glanced at her again, this girl became like this, and there might be fewer peach blossoms flying around, and she could concentrate on practicing. Or he won't take her to the man

He began to seriously consider this possibility.

Ning Xuemo was scolding her mother in her heart

Damn, she's only thirteen years old, so she doesn't want to be a pink skeleton

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