In winter, the weather is unpredictable, sometimes it is sunny, sometimes it is foggy, sometimes it is raining, but it is not instantly, it is very strange.

It was as if the sky was still hazy in the morning, but it turned bright in the afternoon, revealing a blue sky and white clouds floating.

After dinner, Huang Xiaojun walked outside for a walk, wanting to have some breath.

Seeing that she seemed a little unhappy, Song Wen followed her.

"What's wrong?" Song Wen walked to her and asked softly.

"Nothing." Huang Xiaojun smiled slightly, but there was no expression on her face.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Song Wen had no choice. But after all, he was not a hopeless fool. He didn't leave, but followed silently.

The sky is blue, and even people's mood is much better. The bamboo forest in front of me is green, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of bamboo and the smell of lake water. Take a deep breath and make people feel refreshed.

Stepping across the grass, passing Lao Gui, and coming to the lake where flowers are blooming, Huang Xiaojun finally showed a smile, ran forward like a little girl, and greedily smelling the fragrance of flowers.

"Where did you buy these flowers? Why don't I know a lot of them?"

Huang Xiaojun gently touched the petals and asked Song Wen happily.

"I dug it from the mountains. I saw that these flowers bloom very well in the mountains, so I dug some back and planted them. I didn't expect that they would grow them alive. I don't know many of them, but there are a few that I know, such as the purple flower ding, butterfly flowers, wild chrysanthemums, and this orchid."

Song Wen pointed to the flower he knew and introduced to Huang Xiaojun.

Huang Xiaojun looked at the flowers he pointed at, and when he introduced the orchid, his face became strange.

She glanced at Song Wen and said, "Do you know Orchid too?"

"Of course, I have raised orchids before, okay?" Song Wen said naturally.

"It's either like an orchid or a orchid, what a fool."

Huang Xiaojun gave Song Wen a blank look, started to laugh, picked a pink flower in front of him, held it in his hand and played with it, got up and walked towards the lake. Somehow, the gloomy mood suddenly became cheerful.

There are a patch of reptiles in the distance, and the flowers are dancing like flying snow to the sky.

The lake is clear and green, the stream is winding, the green bamboo is green, and the grass is lush.

The lake and the mountains are clear and elegant, and you are in it, completely forgetting the world.

Uncontrollably, Huang Xiaojun stretched out his hands to embrace the landscape and feel the unique feelings of this world.

Graceful body, graceful figure.

Huang Xiaojun pedals with long boots, jeans, a fresh wool sweater, and a snow-white fur on the outside, showing her concave and convex figure to the fullest, making Song Wen, who was following behind, swallow his saliva.

His incompetent little heart started to pound again.

He is a man, not the glass that the baby calls him, nor is he sla, nor is he as good as Long Yang. He is a man, and he also likes women, especially beautiful women.

But he never dared to have any thoughts about the beautiful woman in front of him, because in front of her shameful appearance like a flower that was closed and closed, he felt inferior and ashamed of himself. He was hesitating. He didn't know whether he could plant this flower as rich as a peony, as beautiful as a rose, as pure as a lily, as elegant as an orchid in this piece of rotten field.

But after a while of getting along, he clearly felt a little affection for him in her heart, especially today. A woman agreed to let you kiss her. If you don’t know that she is interested in you, then you are a fool.

Looking at her back, Song Wen's already suppressed heart gradually became turbulent, thinking about whether he would come forward to confess to her. After all, he was a girl, so I was embarrassed to speak first.

What do you mean? Xiaojun, marry me! It seems that it is a little too fast. Both of them have never pulled their hands, kissed them, and they have not even really got to know each other, so they talk about marriage. It seems that they are too impatient.

So what should I say? Xiaojun, be my girlfriend! It doesn’t seem good. If you are rejected, wouldn’t it be shameful. It would be embarrassing to meet again in the future, and you don’t even have to do anything with friends.

What should I say? Do you have to rush over, hug her, kiss her hard, and then look at her with gentle and passionate eyes and say a Chinese word "I love you" and "iloveyou" in English word "I love you" and that is so vulgar and uncreative that it is so vulgar? It's not great!

This is not possible, those are not possible, what should I say? Should I go forward and say to her with a ecstatic expression: "Xiaojun, I like you. Since the moment I saw you, you have been teasing my heartstrings like the spring breeze, touching my thoughts, and making me unable to control myself for a long time. Your sweet smile is like Cupid's sharp arrow, penetrating my body and reaching my heart that beats for you. It is a heart-wrenching feeling of happiness that transcends the soul. I like you, I like you, I like you, I don't want to think of you, but your people, your shadow lingers in my heart all the time, making me no longer think of it, lingering, and never stopping. Xiaojun, I really really like you."

You are so stingy. How could you say this? Such a man with a strong appearance could be said by me?

After thinking for a long time, Song Wen still couldn't figure out how to come forward to confess his love.

At this time, Huang Xiaojun turned around and smiled sweetly.

As soon as she looked back, the glory reflected by the sunlight through the lake water flashed behind her, making her look as elegant as a fairy walking out of the lake, making Song Wen look stupid and drooling.

Women are to please themselves, and this is the case in ancient and modern times. Huang Xiaojun is no exception.

Seeing Song Wen looking at him stupidly, I felt secretly happy. But when I saw Song Wen looking at him stupidly, I felt shy again and couldn't help but hum "hum" in shame.

"Hmph" sounds like thunder, Song Wen woke up from his dream and finally came back to his soul. Thinking of the scene just now, his heart was secretly embarrassing, and he thought to himself why his concentration was getting worse and worse.

I was embarrassed for a moment, embarrassed, and didn't know how to speak.

"The lake is so clear, I don't know if there are any fish?"

In the end, Huang Xiaojun spoke out and relieved the embarrassment between the two.

After hearing this, Song Wen quickly responded: "Yes...yes...yes, why don't I go and get a fishing rod to fish."

Huang Xiaojun thought about it and nodded. Anyway, there was nothing wrong in the afternoon, and she also loved this place.

So Song Wen ran into the house happily, took out the fishing rod and chair, then dug a few big earthworms, and caught fish by the lake. Afraid that Huang Xiaojun was thirsty, he even went to soak honey water and put it in a thermos bottle, so that he could drink it if he wanted to avoid getting cold.

Huang Xiaojun saw it, warmed her heart, and her eyebrows were curled with smiles.

Since he caught a big fish last time, Song Wen felt that the fishing rod was too weak, so he made a few more. For this reason, he even ran into the mountains to get a few longer thornwood.

The snail is a tree with pointed chestnuts. It has a hard texture, corrosion resistance and can be preserved for a long time.

The fishing rods he used were always made by himself and had no habit of buying them.

Originally, it was better to use Jinnan bamboo for fishing rods because the bamboo was flexible and light and easy to use. However, Song Wen felt that it was not good to use bamboo for big fish in the lake. After thinking about it, he used thornwood. He took the branches of thornwood, which were about two fingers thick and two meters long, which was a bit heavy for Huang Xiaojun, so Song Wen asked her to insert the fishing rod on the ground and just look at it.

Not only are the fishing rods made of new products, but the fishing lines are also re-formulated.

The newly equipped fishing line is not the ordinary plastic line, but the small steel wire rope with rubber. It is said that it can bear about one ton of weight, but it is not known whether it is true or not. The fish hook is also specially made, made of spring steel with strong flexibility. It is very large. A big black earthworm happened to be the last time the fishing hook was replaced. The fishing mark was also replaced. It was the colored float for fishing that I bought from a fishing tackle store.

The reason why Song Wen did this was to catch big fish. Anyway, he had never caught small fish in this lake. The new fishing rod was for the big fish, and he didn't like other small shrimps and fish.

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