Peach Blossoms: Snake's Eyebrows

Chapter 379 Looking for the Flower of the Past 8
Wait, bottom of the well?Hualanlan was slightly startled, her white and tender hand caressed the cool edge of the well, and the large bluestone brick was slightly rough under her hand.

She frowned, how could there be a well here, who drilled it, and what was the purpose?

There seemed to be a thousand things in my heart that I couldn't figure out, and I felt suspicious for a while. This hole is really weird.

Looking back at Feng Wuya, he was looking up at the dark cave roof, his jade-like profile reflected in the faint firelight.

Resting her mind, she smiled and pulled Feng Wuya's wide sleeves: "Wuya, we don't know whether this is a bottomless pit or not, so let's check around."

After finishing speaking, she looked around, she didn't look carefully when she fell just now, but now she only felt that the surroundings were completely unknown darkness.

And in the darkness, only Feng Wuya's breath was so close to her, such a real and warm existence.Then he stretched out his hand unconsciously and took Feng Wuya's hand.

A pair of warm and slender hands also wrapped hers casually, with five fingers clasped together, warmth overflowing from the palms.

Hua Lanlan was startled in his heart, he raised his eyes to look at Wu Ya, he was inspecting the surrounding environment, he didn't notice his own joy.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her face flushed slightly.

Even if she doesn't care, it's just a natural and habitual action, she is still happy in her heart.

Ever since Feng Wuya knew his heart, and knew that his heart was on Mei Qianqian.He changed his old style, no longer being frivolous in the world, and did not take any over-the-top actions towards himself. Now, Hua Lanlan felt the slight warmth of his palm greedily and tried his best to control his heartbeat. He could hold his hand, Does it mean that she is different from other women after all.

Hua Lailan followed Feng Wuya in this endless darkness, and the fire only reflected the wet ground that had never been exposed to sunlight.

After walking for about half an hour, I finally saw the stone wall that seemed to be the wall of the cave.

Hua Lanlan caressed the stone wall with her hand, and felt that the stone wall was not as rough as the edge of the well just now, but smoother.

There is a small iron frame at the height of one person on the stone wall, and a small lamp is burning in the frame. The lamp is hexagonal and painted with strange patterns.

(End of this chapter)