The girl’s delicate face was full of smiles.
Her hair was slightly on, and there were edelves hanging on it.
Her dark eyes were as dark as black jade at this moment.
Friend… She also wants her own friend.
My face was cold, and snow water flowed into my neck.
But even Fengxi can’t feel these.
He just felt that there was a fire in his heart, and it was burning.
He, Ning Fengxi and Xin Lin, are still friends.
“You, you, Xin Lin, what are you doing! You dare to attack Governor Ning!”
Kou Nanhuai, who had returned, saw this scene as soon as he came back.
Governor Ning’s monk’s robe was covered with snow.
The ruthless Xin Lin actually hit Governor Ning with a snowball.
Kou Nanhuai almost fainted.
If it weren’t for his Yinyue Snow Eagle, he would really want to deal with Xin Lin.
“Amitabha, Nanhuai, the Buddhist temple is pure, don’t make loud noises.”
Feng Xi couldn’t even bear to wipe the snow on his face, but he glanced at Kuo Nanhuai in a cool way.
Noisy?
Kou Nanhuai’s face was dull, and Xin Lin’s laughter was enough to alarm the entire Taichang Temple. Governor Ning didn’t speak, and he was dissatisfied with Governor Ning, so he was actually criticized for being noisy?
Governor Ning, is it really good for you to have such double standards?
“Everyone comes in.”
Feng Xi knew that Xin Lin was happy and knew that she was no longer annoyed.
He quietly breathed a sigh of relief and brought Xin Lin and Kou Nanhuai into his seat.
In the winter Zen room, there is a small warming stove with tea gusting on it.
Xin Lin smelled the fragrance and felt it was very fragrant.
“Build tea with the snow water from the bamboo, which has a unique flavor.”