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Chapter 484 You Marry Me

In the past, didn't Yu Qingfan and Yang Yunmo meet each other very late?
It seems that the space-time disorder is a bit severe.

"I'm not looking for him."

Fool, she was looking for him.

It's true that Yang Yunmo and he are siblings, but they are not her husband.

"You... are very familiar with Yang Yunmo?"

"I'm not familiar with you, I've only met once. Miss, don't ask those people if what they said is true or not?"

Huang Zhenzhen smiled and held his hand, but Yu Qingfan withdrew his hand slightly warily.

Inexplicably, she felt a little lost in her heart.

If it was before, Yu Qingfan would only hold her backhand.

"I believe you."

Yu Qingfan's clear eyes were full of thought, racking his brains to recall everything about her, but he couldn't find any memory.

Huang Zhenzhen turned around happily, three thousand beautiful hair fluttered with the wind, and her slender and thin body danced like a dancing elf in the plum blossom forest, with a melodious laugh like a silver bell from her mouth.

She has an outstanding figure, a dancing posture, twirling and dancing with long sleeves raised, and plum blossoms in full bloom all over the sky like a goddess scattered flowers, seeming to accompany her in the dance, and seem to be carnival with her.

In the rain of scattered flowers, Yu Qingfan's warm eyes were fixed on the fiery red, and the corners of his mouth rose up unconsciously, as if a warmth was quietly entering his long-empty heart.

Gently turning the white jade flute in his hand, accompanied by Yu Qingfan's skillful blow flute.

The sound of the flute is melodious, high and low, light and loud, like a hundred birds chirping together, melodious to the ear, each syllable is like the sound of nature, the butterflies full of plums are intoxicated by the sound, and they dance around the sound of the flute in groups , The fish by the stream not far away also scrambled to surround them and listened quietly.

As soon as the sound of the flute came out, Huang Zhenxin was hit hard in his heart, his laughter choked up, and soon he was in a good mood, and he sang a song with his voice open.

She can never forget.

The first time she danced in front of Yu Qingfan, Yu Qingfan also played this piece.

The same scene, the same butterflies flying and bees dancing, the same plum blossoms.

Even if he forgets everything, he still remembers this piece.

Huang Zhenzhen's dancing posture became lighter and her singing became louder. The sound of the flute seemed to know what she was thinking in her heart, and could always join her at the first moment. It became higher and lower with her height.

Or in other words, it was Huang Zhenzhen who could always understand his mind at the first time, echoing each other with his height and height, and his height and height.

During the flying dance, the four eyes met, Huang Zhenzhen's eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, and Yu Qingfan's eyes were also filled with feelings that even he didn't know.

The song is over.

The two are still immersed.

Huang Zhenzhen stepped lightly, picked a plum blossom in full bloom and placed it in front of Yu Qingfan.

"Has anyone ever told you that your temperament is very similar to that of a plum blossom, cool, noble, and indifferent to the world."

Yu Qingfan lowered his eyebrows, shook his head slightly, smiled lightly, and reached out to take the brightly blooming plum blossoms in her hand.

"Thank you."

Huang Zhenzhen held his hand generously and pulled him forward step by step.

"Girl... It hurts your reputation if a man and a woman don't kiss each other."

Huang Zhenzhen didn't care about giving or receiving kisses, let alone let Yu Qingfan have the slightest chance to break free from her hand.

Her small hands held his big warm hands tightly, not even letting go.

"Okay, then you marry me."

"Uh..." Yu Qingfan was taken aback.

"You don't want to marry? Then I will marry you."

"Girl, don't look for Qingfan to make jokes, if you let outsiders see..."

"I'm not afraid." Huang Zhenzhen put one arm around his strong waist and looked at him with a smile on his face.

　There is still in the evening, I will update slowly, too fast, I feel uncomfortable if the writing is not good, I will read it tomorrow if I can’t wait, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)