Chapter 272: This night wind drunk moon dancing firefly

Into the night.
After the heavy rain a few days ago, the air outside Luzhou was very fresh. The stream flows happily, the crickets hum long and short, there are fireflies, and stars are dotted in the forest by the river. The sky is clear and pure, the stars are bright and the moon is bright, and the Milky Way hangs for a long time.
The boat drifted casually by the river. Xue Mu and Mu Jianli stood side by side on the grass by the river, with their backs against the trees on the bank, watching the gurgling water, feeling the evening breeze and the fragrance of flowers, but they were silent. Enjoy a moment of silence.
After an unknown period of time, Mu Jianli spoke softly and broke the silence: "Xue Mu..."
"Ok?"
"I never thought that such a simple trip can make people so drunk and warm, and they don't want to move." Mu Jianli murmured: "The word for love is really amazing."
Xue Mu smiled: "This is called romance, and there have not been many girls who have been able to resist."
"What does romance mean?"
"Hmm... I can't explain it."
Mu Jianli smiled: "If you can't even explain it, Jianli doesn't know who else can solve it."
"I'm not a well-educated person, I'm just an ordinary person who knows a little joke."
"I don't believe it, your knowledge is the only one seen in Jian Li's life." Mu Jianli turned and looked at his profile: "What song did you sing on the boat?"
"Sing it casually, you said this kind of song is sung for them, how effective is it?"
Mu Jianli knew who "they" was referring to, thought for a while, and shook his head: "I don't know." After a pause, he blinked a bit narrowly: "Unless you sing a few more words to me."
Xue Mu laughed, stretched out his hand and scratched her nose. At this time, Mu Jianli was an eighteen-year-old girl, without her sharpness, sharpness, and the loneliness of walking with a sword. She was beautiful.
Of course he would not refuse the little request of his sister. He looked up at the night sky for a while, brewed for a while, and sang softly: "Born and prosperous in the dead, luxuriant in the sky and emerald in nature. This night the wind is drunk and the moon dances with fireflies."
Mu Jianli was stunned for a while and murmured: "What is this song? Don't talk about it and sing it nonsense."
""Feng Yingyue"."
Mu Jianli supported his chin and said, "It sounds like a girl's name."
Xue Mu sighed, "I think so too, I deliberately asked Feng Lieyang if he has a sister, but unfortunately not."
Mu Jianli stretched out his hand to scratch his chin: "What is a pity? If so, what do you want to do?"
Xue Mu caught her slender hand and said with a smile: "How many times have you laughed at me, saying that I know that I am addicted to sensuality, but I just want to pursue it..."
Thinking about it now, Mu Jianli also felt that it was because he had never concealed his pursuit of beauty that he never felt anything towards Yingying Yanyan beside him. He really wanted to be concerned about his sister, Mu Jianli felt that it was just too normal, Xue Mu, who is not female, is that still Xue Mu?
Everyone has his own way. If this is Xue Mu's way, who can say that it is wrong? Although he should be considered a member of the Demon Dao, he is finally frank and lovely.
He is also one of the beauty he pursues. What is annoying is that he has succeeded.
Xue Mu's hands also became restless, one grabbed her hand, and the other naturally wrapped her waist. Mu Jianli didn't resist at all, but followed his strength more naturally, leaning against his shoulder.
Xue Mu turned slightly and reached for her chin.
Mu Jianli gently raised his head, allowing him to look at his face, just like admiring some valuable antique. This feeling was a little shameful, Mu Jianli's eyelashes moved slightly, but did not close his eyes, but quietly stared at him.
After watching it for a while, Xue Mu softly admired: "It's so beautiful."
Mu Jianli pouted: "Whether it is beautiful or ugly, it's yours anyway."
Xue Mu couldn't help laughing.
Mu Jianli leaned forward on his own initiative and kissed him on the cheek. Xue Mu hugged her hard, and the two quickly kneaded together.
This night and this scene made Mu Jianli a little emotional, even more involved and emotional than she took the initiative to lure him that night. At that time, it was a bit of "satisfying his wish" or "to do what should be done", but this time I really didn't have so many thoughts, I just wanted to be tired of being with him and vent the throbbing feelings in my heart.
She was surprised to find that there was a feeling of comfort and dizziness this time...
What is this concept?
I used to have a close relationship with Xue Mu. Although I also liked it in my heart, it was precisely because I didn't experience any sensations that my body didn't respond. This was sentimental but not desire.
Feeling comfortable this time means... Does it mean okay?
But that feels too slight, is it not enough...
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There is no one in the wild crossing, the fragrance of flowers is drunk, the moving voice is long and soft, and even the fireflies under the moon flew away shyly and hid in the jungle.
Born and prosperous in withered cats, 萋萋empty and green are self-conscious. Hui Xinghao has thousands of hours in the night, and this night the wind is drunk and the moon dances with fireflies.