Quickly wear the goddess, a little sweet

Chapter 428 The Green Fox Demon at the Rouge Shop (Part [-])
The moment the ribbon fell, she once suspected that she was hallucinating.

The eyes are full of red, the red veil under the hexagonal pavilion is blown up by the wind, the red carpet stretches all the way to the feet, and the pink and white petals are flying all over the sky.The red silk hanging from the branches, and the palace lanterns painted with big red happy characters.

Everything, everything, is as beautiful as a heart-shattering picture scroll.

"This--"

She opened her mouth, and a tear suddenly fell from her bright eyes without warning.

Completely caught off guard, it turned out that this was what he had been busy with these days.

Feichen smiled lightly, stretched her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, leaned over and gently kissed her tears away, "Do you like it?"

"laugh--"

Su Kui smiled with tears, and gave him a dissatisfied sideways glance, but couldn't help but climbed his shoulders with both hands, saying coquettishly, "Feichen, Feichen, who is not stained by ordinary dust, would do this for women."

Feeling helpless, Feichen encircled her waist lightly with his slightly thin palm, and focused his eyes, "In this life, I will only do it for you, and I will only do it for you to see."

Su Kui rubbed against his skirt, and the small face buried in his chest was already full of fascinating smiles.

"Qingyue, marry me."

Heartstrings twitched slightly, Su Kui looked up at him, and found that his expression was solemn and his words were focused.

"In this life, I only wish to protect you alone."

Su Kui was silent, waiting for him to finish speaking, suddenly wrapped his arms around his neck without warning, tiptoed and kissed his cold lips.

When the lips touched lightly, small words spilled out of the mouth in a trance.

"I thought I was already the wife of this house—"

The eyes suddenly brightened, and infinite tenderness suddenly burst out from the cold eyes, as if the stars in the sky were reflected in them.
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The red veil is still fluttering in the wind, and the sandalwood is slowly rising. There are two vague figures, shadowy and indistinct, hidden behind the veil.

Fingers intertwined, foreheads pressed against each other, lingering to death——

There is no intense action, only the eternal lingering sentimentality.

At this moment, it seems that even the wind has become gentle.There is no need for guests or banquets, this world is their witness, and the cherry blossoms dancing in the sky are dancing for them.

The half-covered clear eyes are full of affection, and the place within reach is the final destination of the soul.

A smile slowly bloomed on the pale lips.

Ten miles of spring breeze, not as good as the one in front of you——
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Qingqiu Mountain is still the same Qingqiu, but there is one person missing, and suddenly everything is different.

She gradually replaced her former aunt and became the successor of the next high priest.She threw away all her innocence, ignorance, and arrogance, and became calm and calm, not like herself.

She will never be able to live as freely as her aunt, she is not as swaying and affectionate as her aunt, looking forward to romance.There is no such thing as my aunt's determination to give up a thousand years of cultivation for the sake of love, regardless of everything.

She has never met a man who holds her in the palm of his hand and takes good care of her like Mr. Feichen.

Ever since my aunt had her fairy bones removed, she had completely severed contact with Qingqiu.She passed by the world several times, and quietly went to the rouge shop where she used to live. Outside the shop, the dead leaves withered, and the building had long been empty.

I heard that there is an enviable couple in Yanyu Alley. The man is like a banished fairy, and the woman is all over the country. They have a very good relationship. A few days ago, the two of them traveled together.

After all, she was a bit late, and I don't know how many years will be when I see her again.

Just as she was about to turn around, a voice that seemed to come to her through a thousand years of time rang in her ear, "Lingruo?"

She turned her head, her eyebrows and eyes were faint, and her smile was shallow, "Ah, just a word, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see—"

　Ah, actually, Brin’s writing this time is different from the past, so it’s not good to write too explicit. Wow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)