At dusk, Yeyu City.
A pair of men and women walked through Luoxian Mountain.
Among them, the young girl dragged a suitcase, her eyes enchanted.
She looked around, admiring the beauty between Heaven and Earth, and felt as though she had arrived in the Immortal Realm.
"How beautiful~" Si Xianxian sighed.
She had repeated this many times along the way.
Lu Ran pinched his medical mask and pulled it up slightly.
At noon, Sister Xian'er hadn't eaten much skewer, but she had drunk three full pints of beer.
She was very happy~
But every time she opened her little mouth, the smell of alcohol was strong.
Moreover, Lu Ran had the nose of a dog.
When they sat together on the high-speed train and the plane, Lu Ran felt he was almost drunk from the smell.
"Really beautiful~"
Even if the alcohol didn't intoxicate people, the scenery did.
Si Xianxian stopped walking and gazed westward.
The setting sun left rosy clouds filling the sky.