The Third Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Four Chapters of the Gods in the Heart: The Princess's Sick Piano Teacher (5)

In March and spring, the flowers are blooming everywhere.

The atmosphere was quiet, only the flowers bloomed just right.

Dyeing Bai didn't take a second look, and walked straight past.

But there was a small and weak voice in the distance, coming from the grass, from far to near, it was not easy to be found, but Dianbai heard it at the first time.

She ignored it until a small thing stretched out its paw and touched the hem of her clothes, then stopped.

Ranbai lowered his eyes and glanced at the little dumpling nestled beside his clothes. His body was white and snowy, with two long furry ears. He looked pretty and cute, and the cute one was a little rabbit.

And at this moment,

Such an ignorant little rabbit is not afraid of getting close to the dyed white at all, staring at the princess with a pair of red eyes, and her furry claws hooking the hem of the princess' red dress.

Ranbai's face was expressionless, he laughed, pulled out the hem of his clothes, and walked forward.

"Gugu. Gugu." Who knew that the snow-white little guy actually followed, and a few syllables came out of his throat, and he kept screaming.

"Whose little thing." Ranbai couldn't keep the rabbit following. She sneered softly, stopped, looked at the rabbit's eyes, and smiled, very evil, "Free?"

"Little Thing" tilted his head and cooed twice, half-squinting red eyes drowsily, after seeing the corner of the red shirt, the rabbit's ears moved slightly, and then he stretched out his claws, He slowly crawled over, tilted his rabbit ears, and stared at the white with big red eyes.

The dyed white wind glanced over with a light cloud, and seemed to have a smile, but there was no temperature.

The little rabbit timidly shrank his head, ignorant.

And this time,

There was a sound of footsteps coming, getting closer.

Ranbai stared at the rabbit with a light smile, the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and he was a little sloppy with interest. Before he went to see it, he first heard a nice voice, calling him, "Sister Huang. "

The tone is warm, soft and ethereal, like a clear stream reflecting a beam of light, and the tone is gentle and generous.

Ning Yu'an just came over looking for the rabbit, her long white fingers slightly lifted the hem of the pale blue fairy skirt, which lined her knuckles beautifully and was very delicate.

From a long distance, I saw a scorching figure in red, and a snow-white dumpling.

She could vaguely guess who it was in her heart. Except for that one, there would be no second person in this world who wore red so recklessly and dazzlingly.

really.

Dyeing white lifted his eyes and looked over.

The girl standing at the right distance is dressed in a light blue and elegant Luo skirt, embroidered with fine lines, and looks generous and elegant. Standing in the sun, her facial features are very delicate and delicate, like a beauty who came out of the south of the Yangtze River, like a poem. Painting, gentle and elegant.

Nine princesses.

Ning Yu'an.

Dye Bai nodded slightly.

Ning Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at the ignorant little rabbit, and softly called its name: "Qiu Qiu."

The little rabbit glanced at the strange girl in front of him, and then ran back to the master.

Ning Yu'an rarely interacted with the legendary regent princess, but now Qiuqiu still ran here for some reason. If he left without saying anything, it would be a loss of etiquette. Gentle: "Does the emperor like rabbits?"

Such a person's every move is elegant, I'm afraid he is a model of a lady, dyed white and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Look," she said lightly: "It tastes good."