Most of the stories he just told are about the butterfly and the moon missing others, so it’s natural to save money.
Suddenly!
Su Mo reacted with a shock in his heart. I couldn’t believe that I looked at Butterfly Moon with excitement. I grabbed Butterfly Moon with trembling hands and asked, "You remember, right?"
Butterfly on the face with a blush did not break free looking at Sue ink eyes full of tenderness gently nodded his head.
Su Mo’s heart was almost boiling with blood, and he quickly asked, "When?"
"when you cry."
Butterfly month she chuckled.
Su Mo’s face is red and he looks shy, but his heart is happier.
The story he just told when he cried was not told yet.
Su Mo said, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? I’ve been thirsty for three days and nights …"
Butterfly Moon Judo "We haven’t seen you for a long time. I don’t think it’s enough to talk to me even for three days and three nights."
Su Mo listened to my heart, surrounded by a hot arm, holding Butterfly Moon in his arms.
The two felt each other’s heartbeat and hugged each other tightly, almost trying their best to seem afraid that the other party would leave again.
This time, they knew that no one could separate them.
Chapter three thousand three hundred and twenty-one Saint War
The fisherman who was fishing near Xuanzang mountain village seemed to have some sleep. He looked here with his eyes open and smiled.
The woodcutter also took a breath and turned to look over.
Seeing the peach tree hugging each other, the woodcutter grinned and went on chopping wood with an axe.
The farmer who was cultivating stopped his hoe, got up and looked here, and his face was slightly yellow, with a simple and honest smile.
At the foot of the mountain, an old man in a wide white robe lay half-lying, a rocking chair broke over and covered his face, and his gray beard was pulled around by several children.
These urchins actually dragged the old man on the swing and gave a burst of laughter, and the old man was not annoyed.
A child stepped on a rocking chair and grabbed the old man’s beard and climbed into the old man’s arms awkwardly.
The sharp-eyed child saw a man and a woman in the peach tree in the distance and couldn’t help but stare big eyes and ask, "Who’s Grandpa Shanchang holding with Sister Butterfly?"
The white-robed old man didn’t move or lift his face, but he said in the crevasse, "That man is your butterfly sister, Daolv and Terran hero."
"Ah?"
Hearing this, many children got excited and rushed to the old man’s mouth and shouted, "Grandpa Shan, tell us a story quickly. We want to hear this great hero story!"
"Hehe"
The old man in white robe smiled, "I’m going to take a nap. Someone will tell you in the future."
"Who will tell us?"
"Grandpa Shanchang, you are cheating!"