Chapter: 2881
Ling Nuannuan kept covering her mouth and snickering, because she felt that it was really interesting and fun for men and women to express their feelings by singing rivals in love.
Obviously, the male side had the possibility of losing, and they were immediately pushed out by a few boys. They showed off their singing voices a little shyly, pure and bold, which was quite interesting.
Ling Nuannuan was also a little emotional when he heard it, and looked at Mu Weicheng shyly, but he stood there with his hands behind his back in a serious manner, and he couldn't see any fluctuations in his heart.
After wave after wave of games, Ling Nuannuan sat on the seat and didn't dare to go down anymore, because she was not from the village after all, and many games were played by mixed men and women. She didn't dare, and she couldn't, she could only be a spectator beside her.
Xiaoyu is quite playful. Ling Nuannuan found that life in this small village is not as boring as the outside world thinks. They have a lot of unique cultures of their own, many of which may not be known to outsiders, but they continue to this day, with a long history, and may be passed down from generation to generation.
Ling Nuannuan suddenly wanted to visit more villages like this after graduating from university, take pictures of what she saw and heard, and record it into a picture album, so that those who are interested in this aspect can participate in these rare cultures at a glance.
Finally, it was time to give gifts to each other. Before Ling Nuannuan had time to make mental preparations, she saw a girl walking towards the creek next to her with a small basin she brought with her.
"Sister Nuan Nuan, hurry up, take this basin to fill water, and then pour it on Mu Shao."
Xiaoyu quickly gave Ling Nuannuan the basin she brought, but Ling Nuannuan was stunned, not daring to.
"Go, sister Nuannuan, don't be afraid."
Xiaoyu urged her with a smile.
Ling Nuannuan froze, and turned to look at Mu Weicheng. Mu Weicheng unexpectedly left his standing position at some point and disappeared.
"Where are people?"
Ling Nuannuan's beautiful eyes widened, looking around.
Suddenly, she seemed to see a tall figure flashing out of a black off-road vehicle next to her.
Ling Nuannuan saw that Mu Weicheng was holding a beautifully woven grass ring with a few flowers around it in Mu Weicheng's hand.
Her heart was broken in an instant, and she squeezed her two little hands nervously. She really didn't expect that one day, she would experience such a profound scene with Mu Weicheng. She felt deeply loved and pampered by him.
Suddenly, she wanted to cry, as if a dream she had accumulated for a long time had become real, which made her excited and her eyes turned red.
When Ling Nuannuan was emotionally surging, she didn't realize that there was another boy walking towards her.
It's Lin Bo, who also prepared a wreath. He understood the meaning of this evening, so he prepared this specially early in the morning. He wanted to use it to express his affection for Ling Nuannuan tonight.
When Lin Bo walked over, Ling Nuannuan's eyes were red. He handed out his wreath sincerely, and said sincerely: "Nuan Nuan, I...I want to give you this wreath. I...I like you, please be my girlfriend, please?"
Looking at the wreath that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Ling Nuannuan was a little startled for a while, and she was even more panicked when she heard Lin Bo's voice.
"She already has a boyfriend."
Just when Ling Nuannuan didn't know what to do, a low-pitched male voice came into their conversation forcefully.
When Lin Bo heard this voice, he turned around immediately, and saw Mu Weicheng standing behind him at some point, holding a very beautiful wreath in his hand.
"Instructor Mu, what are you talking about?
Nuan Nuan has a boyfriend? "
Lin Bo couldn't believe it, Mu Weicheng was Ling Nuannuan's teacher, this...what's the situation?
Ling Nuannuan immediately explained: "I'm really sorry, Lin Bo, I really have a boyfriend, and he is my boyfriend. We have liked each other for a long time."
Lin Bo's heart, as if thrown to the ground, was broken into pieces. JrNovels.com
Obviously, the male side had the possibility of losing, and they were immediately pushed out by a few boys. They showed off their singing voices a little shyly, pure and bold, which was quite interesting.
Ling Nuannuan was also a little emotional when he heard it, and looked at Mu Weicheng shyly, but he stood there with his hands behind his back in a serious manner, and he couldn't see any fluctuations in his heart.
After wave after wave of games, Ling Nuannuan sat on the seat and didn't dare to go down anymore, because she was not from the village after all, and many games were played by mixed men and women. She didn't dare, and she couldn't, she could only be a spectator beside her.
Xiaoyu is quite playful. Ling Nuannuan found that life in this small village is not as boring as the outside world thinks. They have a lot of unique cultures of their own, many of which may not be known to outsiders, but they continue to this day, with a long history, and may be passed down from generation to generation.
Ling Nuannuan suddenly wanted to visit more villages like this after graduating from university, take pictures of what she saw and heard, and record it into a picture album, so that those who are interested in this aspect can participate in these rare cultures at a glance.
Finally, it was time to give gifts to each other. Before Ling Nuannuan had time to make mental preparations, she saw a girl walking towards the creek next to her with a small basin she brought with her.
"Sister Nuan Nuan, hurry up, take this basin to fill water, and then pour it on Mu Shao."
Xiaoyu quickly gave Ling Nuannuan the basin she brought, but Ling Nuannuan was stunned, not daring to.
"Go, sister Nuannuan, don't be afraid."
Xiaoyu urged her with a smile.
Ling Nuannuan froze, and turned to look at Mu Weicheng. Mu Weicheng unexpectedly left his standing position at some point and disappeared.
"Where are people?"
Ling Nuannuan's beautiful eyes widened, looking around.
Suddenly, she seemed to see a tall figure flashing out of a black off-road vehicle next to her.
Ling Nuannuan saw that Mu Weicheng was holding a beautifully woven grass ring with a few flowers around it in Mu Weicheng's hand.
Her heart was broken in an instant, and she squeezed her two little hands nervously. She really didn't expect that one day, she would experience such a profound scene with Mu Weicheng. She felt deeply loved and pampered by him.
Suddenly, she wanted to cry, as if a dream she had accumulated for a long time had become real, which made her excited and her eyes turned red.
When Ling Nuannuan was emotionally surging, she didn't realize that there was another boy walking towards her.
It's Lin Bo, who also prepared a wreath. He understood the meaning of this evening, so he prepared this specially early in the morning. He wanted to use it to express his affection for Ling Nuannuan tonight.
When Lin Bo walked over, Ling Nuannuan's eyes were red. He handed out his wreath sincerely, and said sincerely: "Nuan Nuan, I...I want to give you this wreath. I...I like you, please be my girlfriend, please?"
Looking at the wreath that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Ling Nuannuan was a little startled for a while, and she was even more panicked when she heard Lin Bo's voice.
"She already has a boyfriend."
Just when Ling Nuannuan didn't know what to do, a low-pitched male voice came into their conversation forcefully.
When Lin Bo heard this voice, he turned around immediately, and saw Mu Weicheng standing behind him at some point, holding a very beautiful wreath in his hand.
"Instructor Mu, what are you talking about?
Nuan Nuan has a boyfriend? "
Lin Bo couldn't believe it, Mu Weicheng was Ling Nuannuan's teacher, this...what's the situation?
Ling Nuannuan immediately explained: "I'm really sorry, Lin Bo, I really have a boyfriend, and he is my boyfriend. We have liked each other for a long time."
Lin Bo's heart, as if thrown to the ground, was broken into pieces. JrNovels.com
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