Chapter 172 (1/2)

Gu Yan did not continue to talk about Bai Changle. She turned to look at the red plum blossoms on the branches. In this lonely winter, it was more eye-catching compared with the withered branches and leaves around her.

Leaning in front of the plum blossom, the fragrance between the wings of the nose is warm and mischievous, which makes you want to stop, but you can't find it.

On one side are pink plum blossoms.

On one side is the pink lady.

Lu Ye holds his arm and looks at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

He regretted that he had known to bring the old man's camera.

In this way, we can freeze this beautiful picture, and then use our whole life to aftertaste and treasure it.

Gu Yan looked back and saw Lu Ye's burning eyes. He looked at her as if she was the whole world in his eyes.

Gu Yan suddenly sighed.

Such a good man, her last life, how did not cherish it.

It's too blind.

See the little daughter-in-law suddenly sighed, full of regret and old age, the bangs mischievously drooped down, covered her beautiful eyes.

Lu Ye stretched out his hand, gave her the dishonest bangs and asked with a smile, ”young, what's the sigh?”

”It's too young.”

An old couple, about sixty years old, are also watching plum blossom. When they hear the conversation between Gu Yan and Lu Ye, they look at them strangely.

How could anyone feel too young?

Gu Yan lamented that when he was young in his last life, he was too radical and too ignorant, so he missed Lu Ye.

And then, again and again.

Just this words heard Lu Ye's ear inside, but again became another meaning.

Lu Ye suddenly close, two people still have a certain distance, but he said the words of the heat, directly pounced on Gu Yan a face.

His voice was deep, like the mellow wine.