Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 315 My heart pleases you (9)
Su Mengchen nodded: "A little bit."

The old man nodded and said: "That's good. I'll go to the Lantern Festival for a while, and just come back after you play."

After speaking, he shook his hand and left directly.

Song Wanzhi looked at the back of the old man going away, and smiled secretly in his heart, this old man is really generous.

Song Wanzhi walked over, Su Mengchen stood on the boat and gave her a hand,
Song Wanzhi put her hand on his, and he gently led her into the boat.

Su Mengchen saw a half-worn futon in the canopy, so she took it and put it on the boat, and asked her to sit down.

He picked up the bamboo pole and held it gently in the water.

The bamboo pole pierces the sparkling water, like a blurred piece of music in Farewell to Shengxiao, with smooth waves and ups and downs.

The boat broke through the water and passed among the luxurious boats. The voices of men and women were noisy. Someone stood on the second floor of the boat and looked down, and saw the strangely eye-catching boat among the boats.

"Ha! Come and see, this boat is also here for a cruise!"

"Hahaha……"

However, the two people on the small boat felt nothing and just moved forward.

The two gradually moved away from here, heading towards the more remote depths of the Luo River.

The Luohe River near Chang'an Avenue was very lively, and the two gradually approached the bridge. Except for the lights on both sides, they could only hear the lively voices of people in the distance.

Su Mengchen let go of the bamboo pole, and let the boat flow with the river at an imperceptible speed.

Song Wanzhi stepped aside, and Su Mengchen sat down beside her.

Song Wanzhi looked up, only to see that half of the sky in Zhaodu was red, especially on the side of Chang'an Avenue.

And at this moment, laughter suddenly came from the silent long bridge, followed by the crisp voices of the little girls.

"Let's put it here."

"It's a good place, there's nowhere else to put it."

Song Wanzhi was still thinking about what they put up, when a little girl said with a smile: "Ani, what did you write on it?"

"Don't look!" Another little girl said in an annoyed voice.

"Hahaha! It must be your brother Liu. No wonder I went to Yuelao Temple and secretly begged for this lantern..."

"certainly not!"

"Then, show us!"

"No, no! No snatching..."

Song Wanzhi was laughing, thinking of the innocent and beautiful feelings of these little girls, but suddenly felt a bright light in front of her eyes, she stretched out her hand, and caught two things that fell down.

She caught the Kongming Lantern.

Su Mengchen next to him caught a pen.

The two looked up.

The little girl standing on the long bridge poked her head out and saw the two people under the bridge.

The little girls blushed in unison.

Song Wanzhi accidentally heard the thoughts of the daughter's family, and coughed dryly. She held up the Kongming lantern and said, "Come down from there, and I will return the lamp and pen to you."

"No, there's no need." The blushing little girl stammered, then grabbed the clothes of the sisters and fled quickly.

Song Wanzhi couldn't help but laugh.

Such lovely girls.

She looked down at the Kongming lantern with exquisite patterns, and a small poem written by the little girl in lower script with hairpin flowers.

There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood, and the heart is happy and the king does not know.

What should I do with this lamp?
Su Mengchen stood up and said with a smile, "Then let's let go, both of us."

Song Wanzhi looked at the lantern, and it would be a waste if he didn't let it go, so he nodded.

Su Mengchen handed the pen to Song Wanzhi.

Song Wanzhi was taken aback for a moment, then picked up a pen, thought about it, and finally wrote the words "Song Wanzhi" in the corner under the Kongming lantern.

Elegant and elegant, with its own strength of character.

Su Mengchen took out the fire folder, lit the flame from below, and turned the lamp around.

Song Wanzhi hastily grabbed the other side.

Su Mengchen read the words on it.

There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood, and the heart is happy and the king does not know.

He took the pen, glanced at the girl opposite who was holding the Kongming lantern carefully and tenderly, and then, like a wandering dragon, wrote three words next to "Song Wanzhi" with great care.

——Su Mengchen.

Song Wanzhi, Su Mengchen.

Wanzhi, my heart pleases you, you know?

With a slight release of the hand, the Kongming Lantern floated up in an instant.

Song Wanzhi looked at the rising sky lantern and smiled softly.

How did she know that a person's countless twists and turns were once entrusted on this small Kongming lantern.

My heart pleases you, when you don't know it.

(End of this chapter)