Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

(Sisters who like Xiangliu, because this is the first time I write a book, I am doing it for love, but I have no experience, so the first few chapters are not very good, and I don’t know how to change it to be more attractive. This book is based on the original heroine and Xiangliu. In the later period, Xiangliu from the previous life will return in the state of spirit. With the help of the original heroine and the present Xiangliu, he will reshape his body with his soul. The original heroine rescued Xiaoyao when she was a child, brought her by her side to train her to become the empress to unify the wilderness, and was not friendly to the fox Xuanxuan. Those who like the original heroine and Yaoliu can read it. You can skip the first few chapters where the heroine is in modern times, and start reading from the fourth chapter. The rest of the writing should be okay. Thank you for your likes)

"Xiangliu, I'm glad to come to your world!"

"Oh, really? People without value don't deserve to be around me."

"Tsk, you're so stubborn. Even if the sky falls, your mouth can hold it up, you arrogant little snake."

Baring his teeth, "Dare you say that again?"

"Haha, the weather is so nice today. What did I just say? Wow, sir, you are amazing. You are the best. Not only are you the most handsome in the world, you are also the best in fighting power, character, talent, elegance, suave, handsome, talented, and look like a god..."

Xiang Liu tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the red tips of his ears showed that he was not very angry. On the contrary, there was a hint of tenderness between his eyebrows.

Yan Mo watched secretly from the side, how could he miss the micro-expression of Lord Xiangliu, which was the evidence of being dragged into the mortal world. If only he had a camera, he would be able to get Xiaoyao's ape mirror someday.

Yan Mo came back to his senses and looked at the sunset glowing in front of him, which was getting redder and redder. A few golden rays penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the wings of the fur ball that were blown by the wind, like a layer of golden gauze, swaying in the wind. Yan Mo looked back at Xiang Liu. He was looking ahead quietly. The sunset glow was reflected in his peach blossom eyes, which looked very much like the red pupils when angry, but there was not a trace of angry deterrence. Instead, it was very peaceful, as if the world was contained in it. Yan Mo thought to himself, his heart was very vast, and there was more than just this sunset glow! (This is my first time writing a novel. I just want to write a little beginning. If you insist on a thousand words for a chapter, then I can only write about the heroine's past life in this chapter. I will write a few chapters about the past life. If you don't want to read it later, you can just skip it.)

I fear that the beauty will grow old as the grass and trees wither.

The orange of the setting sun reflects the sunset glow on the horizon, like using the last rays of life to try their best to leave something behind, to make people remember something, like an old man in his twilight years, looking back at his youthful days, those times that he cared about and missed, there were passions, happiness, pains and sadness, as well as the indifference when he reached the end of the water and sat to watch the clouds rise.

Yan Mo is only eighteen years old this year, at the age of striving for beauty, but her mentality is sometimes like that of an old man in his twilight years. All the things she has experienced have made her face the impending death calmly. She is not very sad, nor is she afraid, but she does have regrets.

Yan Mo was born in a family of book lovers. She has been fond of reading since she was a child. She often forgets the time when she reads. She can always imagine herself beside the hero and heroine, as if she can accompany them and experience what they have experienced.

"Mo'er, it's time to eat." Yan Mo's mother Anya called out as she walked into the study. As her mother approached, she slowly squatted down and looked at the girl in front of her tenderly. The little girl's eyes were full of spirit and were extremely beautiful. If you didn't ignore her thin cheeks...

The girl was sitting in a wheelchair, with a light blue blanket covering her from waist to toes.

"I know, Mom. I want to eat barbecue today. Is there any?" Yan Mo's eyes were bright. She didn't show any sadness or self-abandonment because she couldn't walk. There was even a calmness in her eyes that transcended her age.

"Well, if you want to eat it, I can ask Aunt Li to buy some now."

"Okay, thank you, Mom. You're the best. Mom, is this book you bought recently? I've finished reading it and I like it very much." Yan Mo gently raised the book called Chang Xiang Si in his hand. The cover showed a couple holding hands, walking on the waves, with a full moon hanging high in the sky, reflecting the sea level. It was so beautiful that he didn't know which couple or the bright moon over the sea and sky was more attractive.