Biquge www.xbiquge.tw, the fastest update of ex-girlfriend blackening daily life!
At three o'clock in the morning, outside the delivery room of the hospital, a man was pacing back and forth, with an obvious look of anxiety on his face.
"Gu Dongxing, can you please stop talking, I'll be shaken to death if I'm not dead!" The hale and hearty old man Gu yelled at him angrily.
"Master, this is a hospital, please keep your voice down." A passing nurse reminded him.
The old man was scared for a moment, nodded and bowed, "Yes, yes, you must pay attention, it's all because of the old man's useless son, who is useless, isn't it just to give birth to a baby, it made—"
"Come out, come out!"
There was an exclamation in the delivery room.
The old man with the blue dragon tattooed on his left arm and the white tiger branded on his right arm immediately cried for nothing.
It's not easy, their three-generation Gu family finally has a descendant!
Cry, cry hard for him!
"Father, why are you crying?"
"Aren't you happy? Go, go, I still need tissues?" Mr. Gu looked at his useless son with disgust, wiped his snot on the sleeve of his Tang suit, and looked at him. Little grandson.
The incubators for newborns were neatly lined up in three rows. Mr. Gu looked eastward and westward, turned his eyes to a dying kitten in distaste, and finally set his sights on a dark-skinned baby with a strong head. Said, "Look at this body, it's strong! Look at this stubble, it's rough! Look at this little handle, hey, it's amazing, he must be a handsome guy who fascinates thousands of girls in the future! He really deserves to be from my old Gu family." Zhonger! Gu Dongxing, you are really promising!"
His son was embarrassed, "Father, your grandson is here."
Old Master Gu's body froze, and he almost roared.
What
What are you kidding
That little milk cat whose skin is thinner than a girl's and whose body is thinner than a girl's is the seed of his old Gu family
His good grandson will be a vicious young master who will join the underworld in the future and carry a kitchen knife to open a scoop for others. This little kitten who looks soft and sticky at first glance may not even be able to carry a fruit knife
Mr. Gu refused to believe this cruel fact, and he never repented and "loved each other" with the little baby before, until his parents took their son away in a panic, and he could still feel the resentful eyes of Mr. Gu from a long distance away. Get rid of a trafficker.
The young parents slipped away even faster, leaving only the old man with a dark head.
No matter how reluctant he is, the old man can only accept the cruel truth.
He still didn't give up, and all day long he encouraged his worthless son to have another baby with his tigress daughter-in-law.
The daughter-in-law is a typical strong woman, and she was not willing to have children at first. It was because of the face of her worthless husband. He had no ambitions and just wanted to be a baby daddy. What else could she do? Look at his pitiful appearance, he will be born.
Unexpectedly, giving birth to a child is such a painful thing. After having an eldest child, Mrs. Gu refused to have another child, forcing her husband to undergo a sterilization.
Old man Gu was so angry that he made his worthless son kneel in the mourning hall all night, and took his grandson to ride a horse by the way.
Needless to say, although this little grandson is a little thinner and looks a little more feminine, he is very easy-going, sensible and well-behaved. When he looks at you with big wet eyes, he can't say anything serious.
In the end, the old man became more and more caring. Against the murderous eyes of his daughter-in-law, he took his grandson with him for a stroll, showing off to his old friends from time to time. Among the little monkeys who go to the house twice in three days, his little grandson is a clean stream, and the old man has more face.
The little grandson hasn't been named yet, but he has a well-known nickname, Xiuxiu.
How did this name come about
This little baby was very special when he was born. He didn't drink breast milk, and once his daughter-in-law wanted to feed him, he refused to struggle. The Gu family had no choice but to make milk powder instead. What made the old man even more troublesome was that this kid was a damn picky eater, and he didn't even eat any meaty food.
How can children grow taller if they don’t eat meat
Everyone in the Gu family, young and old, had a few gray hairs, but Gu's father came up with a bad idea, minced meat and mixed it with vegetables, or removed the smell of meat, and used it as food like flour.
In the end, without exception, they were all seen through by that kid.
As long as that pink and tender little nose smells it, you can know that it contains chicken, duck, goose, beef, mutton, turkey, and old bacon.
Then the name of the little lump "Sniff" spread like wildfire.
The daughter-in-law is a young woman who is full of literature and art when she is free. How could she accept such a small name, and abruptly changed "Xixiu" into "Xiuxiu".
Everyone took a look at the baby wearing a red sweater and black trousers sitting on the sofa, with two short legs neatly resting on the edge, and the glass-like pupils reflected the clear water, really pretty, Yuxue is cute, if you ignore the serious expression of that little old man.
Mr. Gu waved his hand, it's done, let's call it Xiuxiu.
The Gu family's little baby was three years old and hadn't spoken a word yet. This became a heartache for the Gu family, who teased him all day long.
Mr. Gu was so distressed that he went to the doctor in a hurry. He just felt that his good grandson was entangled in dirty things, so he spent a lot of money to invite the master to come to his house to do it.
The three-year-old baby boy glanced at the immortal old Taoist priest, and the first sentence was-
"Amitabha, good and good."
What the hell is Amitabha
What the hell is Shanzai Shanzai
The Gu family really wanted to cry.
Is this different from the first sound of "Grandpa", "Mom" and "Dad" as imagined
Mr. Gu's heart has been trained, so he said calmly after seeing this, "Xiuxiu, call me Grandpa. Grandpa will take you to see Amitabha Buddha."
The daughter-in-law laughed at him, "Dad, Xiuxiu is only three years old, can he understand what you mean?"
In the next moment, her son slapped her face, "Grandpa."
Be as cute as you can be.
It hurts to be a mother.
How can it be dismantled like this? What about the mother-child bond
Mr. Gu proudly hugged his grandson to his shoulders, hummed a little tune and went to the famous White Horse Temple in the local area. The third Buddha is enshrined in the Daxiong Hall, and there are strangely shaped Arhats embedded on both sides, showing the appearance of all immortals in the rising sandalwood.
The old man is a daoist, and he is still very afraid of things like Bodhisattvas. It is very uneasy to stay in a Buddhist temple. It was rare for the grandson to call him grandpa, and he came boldly.
I planned to take a few glances and leave, but the old abbot of the temple inexplicably took a fancy to my grandson, who kept saying that this kid had amazing bones and a deep connection with Buddhism, and he was the most suitable to be a monk.
Ah, bah, bah, bah, monk, you big-headed ghost!
His old Gu's family gave birth to a useless son who was infatuated with love, and he finally survived until his hair turned gray. When the next generation comes, no matter what, he has to train Xiuxiu to be an excellent young master with a left green dragon and a right white tiger. ah!
Mr. Gu left the White Horse Temple with a dark face, thinking all the way, "Grandpa Xiuxiu told you, those bald donkeys just look at your young age and are easy to deceive. If they want to trick you into doing hard work in the temple, you must not You've been fooled! Mom and Dad are still at home waiting for you to go back and have dinner."
"Grandpa, I want to become a monk."
Shi Potian's shocking words shocked the old man's body, which was as stable as a mountain and as quiet as a dog.
It's over, that bald donkey has successfully brainwashed.
The old man tremblingly took his little grandson home, held an urgent family meeting overnight, and the result of the discussion was a red alert - Xiuxiu must not be allowed to step into a Buddhist temple for the second time in his lifetime, especially that damn White Horse Temple! What's more, put an end to Xiuxiu's contact with blacklisted people such as bald donkeys, cow noses, and nuns!
After experiencing the frenzy of becoming a monk, Mr. Gu hurriedly hired a fortune teller. It is best to give his grandson a name that is tainted with the smell of fireworks in the world. No matter what, he has to be tied to the Gu family.
Then Xiuxiu got a new name.
Gu Xilou.
When the wild goose character returns, the moon is full of Gu Xilou in the west building.
The little milkman remained silent for a while.
Seeing the crooked and slender eyebrows on his snow-white face, the old man was full of love, and said softly, "What's the matter with Xiuxiu? Don't you like this name?"
The little milkman nodded honestly.
The old man was amused, "What name does Xiuxiu want?"
"Jingcheng." The little milk baby opened a pair of big foggy eyes, "Mirror of bright mirror, clear and clear."
Before the old man could speak, his father muttered, "Why does it sound like a monk's name?"
After finishing speaking, he was kicked to the floor by the old man, very disgusted, "Go, go, you little bastard, can you talk? What is the name of a monk? You can talk about Mingjing, Xiuxiu is better than you If you are more educated, no one will treat you as dumb if you don’t shut up.”
Papa Gu corrected, "Father, shut up and no one will treat you as dumb."
"Hey, you little bastard is so courageous, dare to contradict your father, come on, if I don't beat you until your nose is blue and your face is swollen, I will read your name upside down!"
His son was always wronged, "Father, you are so shameless, you want to change your name to Shuai Gu when you are too old!"
The old man was so angry, "What's the matter with your age? Old people can't be handsome? You little bastard is itchy, get over here, I will beat you to death!"
Just as Mr. Gu rolled up his sleeves, he was pulled by the doll next to him, and said childishly, "Grandpa, it's not good to fight."
"Yes, yes, grandpa is too impulsive. Xiaoxilou can't be like grandpa. Be civilized and polite. Be good. Grandpa will give you sweets later."
The little thing frowned, with a tangled face, "Can I not eat?"
Mr. Gu put his arms around his little shoulders, "What do you like to eat in Xiaoxilou? Grandpa will buy it for you!"
Gu's father gave his father a thumbs up. He is indeed a man who has seen troubles. His ability to change the subject is really awesome.
So everyone knew that the Gu family had a young master named Gu Xilou.
Unlike the old man's ruggedness and his father's frailty, the young master of the Gu family was born with a delicate figure, with a little cinnabar between his brows, like a little golden boy descending from the world by the side of a Bodhisattva, with a fairy air all over his body.
As the young master of a mafia family, Gu Xilou unscientifically grew up to be a socialistic successor with good roots and red roots. He has no bad habits in his body. Both his grades and sports are extraordinary perfection, perfect to the point of perfection. The old Gu's family cried again.
They just want an ordinary boy. How can such a top student who has developed morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor for the whole people have the heart to instigate him to grab the territory to cover his younger brother
The first grader who is both good in character and academics also loves to help others, which has caused the fangirls and fanboys around Gu Xilou to change from batch to batch, and he remains the same and is enshrined on the altar.
The old man is really desperate. Following his good grandson from elementary school to junior high school, and from junior high school to high school, he has not been crushed to death by a single ant, and he has become extraordinary to a certain extent.
At this time, Papa Gu, who was idle and flustered, saw that the old man was so troubled, so he ran out to come up with a bad idea. Since his son can't be the successor, he can find an excellent wife, such as his wife.
Mr. Gu stared at his son who was eating soft food from his daughter-in-law several times, abruptly withdrew the urge to hang him, and turned to discuss it with his daughter-in-law.
Then one night, Gu Xilou, who was doing homework, received a heartfelt greeting from Gu's mother.
"Son, have you changed to a new dormitory, are you used to it?"
"Habit."
"Son, is the new deskmate male or female?"
"female."
Mother Gu paused, barely suppressed her screams, and said gently, "Oh? Then what does the female deskmate look like? Cheerful or quiet? What does the family do? How many people are there? Does she like to beat people? Oh no, mom wants to know if she is the kind of girl who puts a knife in her arms for her friends!"
Gu Xilou thought about it, and said honestly, "I don't know."
In his world, there are only Buddhas and scriptures. As for what the believers look like, he doesn't care. After all, beauty and ugliness are all bones under the skin. What difference will there be between sentient beings after a hundred years
Gu's mother patted her forehead, come on, she's still a fool, she was happy for nothing.
"I want to become a monk."
Gu Xilou started talking about this topic again, he stared at Gu's mother seriously, "Even if I become a monk, I can still come back to visit you."
The White Horse Temple is the home of his previous life, and also his habitat in this life.
What made him most regrettable was that he died of an epidemic not long after he became the abbot at the age of twenty-seven. His predecessor's life was too short, and he hadn't had time to promote Buddhism and repay his master's kindness for raising him.
But maybe it was the way of heaven that loved him and gave him a chance to live a new life, even in the modern age when Buddhism is in decline.
Gu's mother's brain is throbbing in pain, why is this dead child so obsessed with becoming a monk? From the age of three to the age of sixteen, isn't he tired of it
"Just promise me, this is my lifelong wish." Gu Xilou said again.
Mother Gu thought to herself, you have only lived for sixteen years, you have only been to two or three places, and you have only met those few people. What is your lifelong wish
Although she complained a lot, Mama Gu still acted like a loving mother, "Xiuxiu, there is no need to rush this matter. You are still young, so you think more one-sidedly and make decisions more straightforwardly."
Seeing that her son opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Gu's mother immediately took off a silver bracelet engraved with lotus patterns from her wrist, and stuffed it into Gu Xilou's hand.
She was serious, "This is the dowry bracelet your grandma gave me. It has been handed down from generation to generation. It is already the seventh generation to me. This bracelet is also very evil, and no one can escape if caught. Keep it well, and it will be used in the future." When you meet a girl you like, don’t say anything, just put it on for her, and I’m sure she won’t escape your beastly hands.”
"Mom, what are you talking about, color is emptiness—"
Gu Xilou was ashamed and annoyed, he just felt that the silver bracelet was extremely hot and almost fell out.
Gu's mother had long since slipped away while he was chanting sutras.
Unable to retreat, the uncomfortable Gu Xilou put the bracelet far away, like a bird of prey in a flood.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Xilou's three-year high school career ended, and according to his consistent excellent grades, he could choose any university in the country with his eyes closed.
Gu Xilou's heart is to become a monk, but the family's popularity is very tight, and he refuses to agree with life and death. If he talks too much, the old man will act as if his heart is out of breath and needs first aid, which will scare people for a while. of.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to choose a volunteer according to the people in his family.
Originally, he chose Buddhist studies, but the old man with superb acting skills turned pale and coughed several times, so Gu Xilou made the next best choice and chose archeology.
Archeology is a highly specialized subject. In the eyes of those who are not interested, this course is boring. Gu Xilou is learning with relish. He likes to study ruins and relics, and appreciate the elegance of another era through clues.
Because of his outstanding performance, he became the assistant of a well-known archeology professor in his sophomore year, following him around to explore ancient sites.
In the second semester of his junior year, he went to Northland Luyuan with his professor.
Beidi Luyuan is the former site of a royal capital. Different from other former royal capitals, the first female emperor rose here, a legendary eternal king who has been recorded in the annals of Spring and Autumn.
Different from the female tablemate, Gu Xilou was deeply impressed by this Great Yuan empress, because she often appeared in junior high and high school textbooks, and she was an important knowledge point to memorize.
The students are more interested in the empress' romantic history than her achievements in making great efforts to govern and founding a women's school. Legend has it that she was so beautiful that she fascinated all the civil and military forces of the court, and even the prime minister who had power over the government and the public would not marry her for life.
What is even more amazing is that in several unofficial histories, it is clearly stated that the empress was originally the wife of the Duke of the State, the wife of the former prime minister, the Duke of the State. As a result, she disappeared suddenly during the Beidi war, and when she reappeared in front of people, she was already a The emperor is new.
Some people say that she is a white fox who has cultivated for thousands of years. She specializes in sucking people's hearts for a living. She also let the father and son prime ministers of the two dynasties who covered the sky with one hand be her servants. One couldn't bear the embarrassment of the empress in the court and voluntarily resigned from office, and the other was loyal and opened up the battlefield for her.
What confuses Gu Xilou is that the life of this empress is very similar to his previous life, but what he seems to remember is that the wife of the emperor is a noble lady, not a prairie girl. As for the surname, he forgot, it is really a memory too long ago. He was originally not a person who cared about other things, and he had to integrate into modern life, and he was exhausted. The previous life was more like a trance dream to him.
Gu Xilou tried to dig out this familiar piece of history, but there was no name of Jing Cheng, but an unnamed eminent monk who committed a crime of lust and was cut in half. He was not interested after a few glances and left it.
Gu Xilou thought to himself, maybe it is a parallel world similar to his.
He can be resurrected from the dead, after a thousand years, what else is impossible
The most important thing for him now is how to convince the stubborn Gu family to allow him to go to the White Horse Temple to become a monk. Gu Xilou sighed again as he thought about it.
"Xiuxiu, you are so young, why are you sighing?" The peach-eyed senior brother hooked his shoulders, "Senior brother sees you like this, it must be because you are not hurt by the young lady, so you sigh in pain all day long! Don't say that Senior Brother doesn't spoil you, the day after tomorrow you will enter the Empress's Underground Palace, the workload will definitely be doubled, it's rare that you are free, Senior Brother will take you to see the world!"
"To see the world?" Gu Xilou was puzzled, eyes full of confusion.
With a smirk, the elder martial brother took him to a bar where demons danced wildly. The girl in tank top and shorts entangled him hotly. This frightened this ascetic Buddhist monk ran away. He didn't dare to go back to pick up one of his shoes.
For this trivial matter, that wicked senior brother laughed at him for three days and three nights, saying that if he is so innocent in the future, he will definitely not be able to find a wife, and he might suffocate him to death with just a kiss.
Gu Xilou ignored the elder brother's winking, blushed and followed the mentor down the underground palace.
This underground palace was discovered two months ago, and a group of national-level archaeologists have already entered. His mentor specializes in clothing, so he was also invited to do research.
As the most proud student, the professor gave Gu Xilou a lot of care. Before the work started, he was allowed to walk around and look around, which should be an eye-opener.
Gu Xilou didn't want to stay with his senior brother who was full of yellow waste, so he deliberately walked a little farther away. He came to a room where scripture scrolls were stored. It was said that the manuscripts were handwritten by the empress before she was alive, and they were extremely precious. He took a few random steps, but he bumped into something, and something rolled away.
It was a scroll, well preserved, as if it had not been invaded by the years.
The woman in the painting is wearing a gorgeous laurel green dress decorated with longevity birds, holding a shawl, leaning on the railing to listen to the wind, holding a round fan with an ivory handle in her hand, with a charming and unparalleled appearance. What the painter captures is her inadvertent glance back, which is in response to the poem, and she smiles at Bai Meisheng when she looks back, and the six palaces of pink and black are colorless.
That kind of eye waves dyed with supreme beauty, crossed the millennium, crossed the picture scroll, and shot down his beating heart.
it's wired.
Really strange.
Why is his heart beating so fast? Completely out of control, as if he was going crazy, the blood in his limbs and bones seemed to flow backward in an instant, making him dizzy and unable to think.
That night, Gu Xilou had a dream.
A very strange very strange dream.
In the dream, he actually pushed down a person who was 80% similar to the woman in the painting, and even ignored the other party's pleas, imprisoned her by the window, stripped off her clothes, and got close to her fragrant hair and skin without any scruples , got into her bright red mouth to beg for sweets.
The candy was so sweet that it made him feel weak all over.
This scene strongly stimulated his nerves, he should push her away, he should reject her, but he broke the girl's legs in a frenzied way...
"Snapped-"
A figure rolled off the bed and fell upside down.
Gu Xilou, who had had a dream all night, woke up flushed.
Then, his face was flushed, and his love affair began.
Unbelievably, crazy, he fell in love with a woman who existed in the past.
He felt that he might really be dazed.
Obsessed with madness to learn about the life of the Empress, and secretly kept her information, he bought back all the reference books about her official history and unofficial history, even the textbooks, and carefully cut out the text boxes occupied by her with scissors, Then he stuck it on his hot heart and smirked.
Recently, there was a legend of a generation of empresses in TV dramas, and he turned it off after just a few glances.
The old man felt that there was something wrong with my grandson these days, he giggled for a while, and was sad for a while, a typical person in a trance, he was worried, maybe he had some unspeakable male disease
He bluntly reminded, "If you are sick, you should see it as soon as possible, otherwise the minor illness will become a serious illness, and it will be even more troublesome."
Gu Xilou hesitated for a moment, before asking the experienced old man for advice, "Grandpa, I don't know what's wrong with me, whether I eat or sleep, I always think about someone else, and, still..." He was a little ashamed. head off.
"What else?" Old Master Gu immediately regained his spirits.
Oh, it's terrible, Xiuxiu actually suffered from lovesickness
"Still, still..." He was ashamed to speak, and under the old man's piercing gaze, he closed his eyes and said, "Always do some hooligan things to her."
What
rogue
The hooligan is good, the hooligan is wonderful, the hooligan is croaking!
Is this iron tree finally going to bloom? Is the little piggy going to shoot the cabbage? Is he going to have a great-grandson? The old man was dazzled by the beautiful scene in the future, clutching his excited chest, and passed out from the excitement.
This day, the Gu family was in a hurry.
Gu Xilou still has archaeological research, so he couldn't stay in bed with him, so he left when the old man fell asleep, and it was Gu's father who stayed behind to take care of him.
After finishing his weekend rest, he ran non-stop to the underground palace to see his beloved empress. As soon as he thought that this place was full of her breath, he wished he could stay here forever. The senior brother doesn't dare to tease him casually now, the little junior brother who concentrates on his work is too scary, he can look at a painting with watery and tender eyes, as if he is treating the girl he likes.
On this day, another group of archaeologists came in to carry the books in the underground palace outside for research.
Gu Xilou was a little distraught as he watched the staff move the scroll away from where it was, and he unconsciously followed after finishing work. When going down the stairs, the staff sprained their feet and the painting scroll in their hands rolled down.
Without even thinking about it, he grabbed the painting scroll over his body, and as a result, his body was suspended in the air and he fell down from the steps.
"Boom—"
Consciousness suddenly withdraws.
"Junior Brother? Junior Brother? Wake up!"
Someone is pushing his shoulders.
He opened his eyes in a daze, and what came into view was a bald head. The corner of his mouth was grinning, "Junior Brother Jingcheng, you finally woke up? How do you feel? Does the back of your head still hurt?"
He stared blankly at everything in front of him, the monk in monk's robe, and the incense table enshrining the golden Buddha not far away, faint sandalwood wafting into his nostrils.
The monk rubbed his head, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, the little rabbit is fine and has not suffered any injuries. It was you who insisted on climbing a tree to save it, but you fell hard, and the master was very worried. By the way, Today is your lecture, can you still support it? Do you want to cancel it?"
"I'm fine..." he said, and before he could ask the doubt about "where is this" in the second half of the sentence, the monk ran out in a hurry, and left a sentence, "that's all right, you take a rest, come out quickly, people They are all waiting in the side hall!"
Jing Cheng could only stare blankly at the rabbit he had just rescued.
After a while, the senior brother came in again and dragged people out. When he was still blind-eyed, he was pushed to sit on the white jade platform. In the center was a bronze tripod, dyed with fragrant sandalwood. In the audience, there are a lot of trustworthy men and good women.
A kind of familiarity surged up in his bones and blood, and his instinct drove him to sit upright on the rosette.
He is still familiar with the Dharma, even after so many years, he speaks the scriptures in a leisurely manner, coupled with his personal understanding, which is refreshing.
The believers stared at him with burning eyes, extremely pious.
And in this area of pious offerings, his first sight fell on the slender and weak noblewoman. She was wearing a stalk, and she stretched out her hand to push aside some gauze to breathe.
The eyebrows and eyes are too familiar to be mistaken.
He was stunned, his heart itched, and the little butterfly that he had raised for many years was ostentatiously released at this moment.
Yes.
That's her.
He won't admit it.
The woman in the painting, the empress who existed in the past, appeared vividly in front of him like this. According to her current dress, she is still a boudoir girl, and has not yet become someone else's sweet red sleeve.
The other party's eyes also turned sideways, as if looking at Meng Lang's son.
His face turned red in an instant.
The cinnabar between the eyebrows is so beautiful.
With trembling hands and feet, Jing Cheng finally finished the lecture. He looked up, the man didn't know where he went, and his mood was unconsciously depressed, and he returned to his yard.
Passing the corner, a figure suddenly bumped in.
When he saw it, he turned out to be a person who was thinking about it, and his blood boiled instantly. However, he remembered that the other party didn't like meng lang's man, so he kept a proper distance.
But she seemed to have been drugged, her eyes blurred, and she kept rubbing against him.
She even kissed him.
Like in a dream.
It's over.
He was so aware.
Jing Cheng was afraid that others would see her like this, so he planned to take her back to his yard to see if there was any antidote that could relieve her medicinal properties. He supported her and walked staggeringly. When he passed a clear lotus pond, he lost his grip and she fell into the pond.
His face changed drastically, he grabbed her sleeve, and he was brought in, falling into the water with a splash.
A few saliva choked into the nose, numb.
"Grandmaster… "
She wrapped herself up like a water demon, wrapped her arms around his neck, even her breathing was wet, and she said with winking eyes like silk, "Master, am I beautiful?"
He said in a strange way, "beautiful."
"Then why..." Her small waist slipped into his palm, her red lips pouted aggrievedly, "You still don't kiss me?"
"This, this..." He was so confused that he didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes.
The man ignored him, his fingers crawled into his cuff, and a string of sparks ignited where the skin touched. He watched her raise her head casually, the crystal drops of water slid down her chin to her collarbone, and finally rolled into the depths of the scenery. He stared at it dazedly, and when he came back to his senses, his palms had already pinched the opponent's waist, and he lowered his head to hold the two thin red petals.
What is fascination? He has tasted it thoroughly.
She was rubbed by him like a delicate new peach, stumbling around, clinging to his shoulders, panting weakly, and finally seemed to fall asleep.
With the sound of water splashing, he walked out of the lotus pond with her in his arms, blushing again and changed her into a clean monk's robe. Seeing that she hadn't woken up yet, he moved a small bench, sat obediently in front of her, and carefully I couldn't get enough of her eyebrows and eyes.
If he said it was love at first sight, would she believe it
Would she believe him if he said that when he first saw her, it was like returning from an old friend
If he said that he traveled through the millennium just to meet her, would she still believe it
Jing Cheng unconsciously leaned on his hand and put it on his cheek, suddenly, something slipped out of his sleeve.
"Boom—"
The silver light is brilliant.
It is a silver bracelet with beautiful lotus flowers, women's.
Jing Cheng was a little taken aback, isn't this the daughter-in-law meeting gift that Gu's mother prepared for him? How did you come here with him
He touched his bald head, but couldn't think of it even after much effort, so he simply forgot it, and just regarded it as a predestined fate.
It is destined to be the person who will give him his fate after a thousand years.
Jing Cheng peeped at the person, gently raised her hand, and slipped the bracelet into her wrist.
Well, you can't escape.
You are beautiful.
Well, Xiuxiu is yours too.
He was a little happy, and his face was flushed.
He thought about it again, the name Xiuxiu is too feminine, does she think the boy with this nickname is too unreliable? The tender-faced little monk rubbed his head in deep thought, and finally, very guilty, changed Xiuxiu to Axiu.
The little monk looked at Linlang's sleeping face again, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and he forgot about his guilty conscience.
With his chin resting on his hands, the little monk tilted his head and stared at his beloved, unknowingly, getting closer and closer, his arms folded like a child, with half of his cheeks buried in his arms, his head tilted, his nose almost Close to the nose, close enough to hear her shallow breathing.
But he felt inexplicably relieved, stretched out a finger like a little mouse, and wrapped it around a lock of the other's hair, as if thinking of something, he rubbed his head again.
Let's grow your hair, be obedient, grow it quickly.
The little monk is going to marry a wife.
When the little monk's hair grows long, he can tie his hair and marry you.
At that time, the little monk will take you to many, many places and give birth to many, many children.
He thought about it and fell asleep.
The newly planted acacia tree sprouted outside the window.
Tender and emerald, swaying in the breeze.
The little monk in his sleep smashed his mouth, with suspicious liquid hanging from his mouth, and he was still complaining, "Grandpa, why isn't your hair growing long? The little monk is going to marry a wife..."