Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 1619 Memorize, okay?
To be together forever.

"What are you doing?" Lianwei asked softly, everything in front of him became a little trance, tens of thousands of years in the same place, the same two people, he said the same words.

It's just that she is a little different. She didn't have the cinnabar between her eyebrows at that time.

The woman holding two red threads in her hand looked down at the voice, and the smile on her face suddenly became brighter. I don’t know if it’s the red threads that should be set off or what, but it’s because her face is red, her smile is innocent, and the red threads around her are like It was exaggerated by the cinnabar between her eyebrows, and her tail wagged violently, showing her own joy.

There is a smile in the eyes, a smile in the corner of the eye, and a smile between the brows.

"You're here." The woman pulled the two red threads in her hand again, frowned, and held up the two separated red threads to show the people below. She pouted, as if she didn't like what she was doing. Satisfied, "I wonder if some red threads really can't be tied together."

"Can you?" Lianwei smiled, her actions were extraordinarily childish.

"I can't." She smiled, and laughed away the trace of dissatisfaction. Perhaps when she saw the man under the tree, she had already lost any dissatisfaction in her heart and was filled with joy.

She let go of the red thread in her hand, stood up, the branches swayed, and her body swayed accordingly, with an expression of eagerness to try, she opened her hands, looked up and smiled, blinked, and said to the people below, "You Catch me, I'm coming down."

Lianwei smiled, a doting smile appeared on his pale lips, and he opened his hands.

The wind blew his white clothes, and the white clothes were particularly conspicuous among the red lines, but there was only one person in his eyes.

"I'm here." Ling'er jumped forward.

The red thread was blown by the wind around her, fluttering, as if unwilling to leave her, entangled her, more like an elf growing on the marriage tree, the joy of freedom, the red thread was happy for her.

The red figure threw himself on the waiting white figure below, and a burst of laughter spread out, causing the surrounding red lines to surround the two of them.

Under the marriage tree, there are two people, one you and one me.

There is only each other in each other.

Ling'er wrapped her arms around Lianwei's neck, wrapped her slender legs around him, rubbed her face against his, and said again: "You're here." The voice was sweet, and there was still the sweetness of the fruit on her body.

She said twice that you are here, she didn't know whether to tell it to herself or to others, she was even more sure.

"Ah."

Lianwei hooked her finger on her chin, looked at her bright red lips, "Are you drunk?"

"Not drunk." Ling'er rubbed against his face again, kissed his face, then his nose, and then his cold lips. The sweetness of the fruit, she cupped his face in her hands, looked at his eyes seriously with red eyes, "I'm not drunk."

Lianwei smiled, scraped her fingers on her red lips, supported her, and glanced forward, the box containing the fruit was already empty.

Ling'er looked at the table in the distance, Yuelao was still standing in front of the table, looking at this side, Ling'er seemed to react suddenly, pressed her hand on the back of Lianwei's head, and kissed him hard on the face Next, "Have you finished?"

"Ah."

Lianwei wanted to put Ling'er down, but Linger shook her head, wrapping her arms around his neck and not letting go, "Back, okay?"

Lian didn't look at her.

Ling'er showed her small white teeth and smiled coquettishly.

(End of this chapter)