[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Chapter 77

As night falls, the lights are on.

There are already many people coming and going on the street.After all, there are rivers and lakes in the world, it is relatively open, at least women do not need to wear veils.

The end of the year is approaching, young men and women go out one after another, and the streets are full of sweetness.

Even so, the couple walking on the street attracted the attention of almost everyone who could see them.

Brilliant and intense red, almost perfect features. The "husband and wife" walk slowly, which is the most beautiful scenery.

"That's great." Fang Siming whispered in Yan Qingping's ear.

"En." Yan Qingping smiled and helped his hand.

Qu Feiyan followed not far from them, completely unable to integrate into the small world of those two people... She stomped her feet and simply ran to play by herself.

"Have a look?" Yan Qingping stopped when he saw a small stall full of people.

"Yes." Fang Siming "moved lightly with lotus steps" and walked over with him.To be honest, Fang Siming, who wears women's clothes, can't see any male habits, and his every move is soft and beautiful.

"Huh?" This very popular stall actually sells sticks.Each delicate piece of bamboo is made into different shapes, painted with various patterns, and tied with a long red rope.

Many couples are choosing their favorite lottery, and some people have already bought it, and they are writing on the side table.

"Old man, what is this stick for?" Yan Qingping asked the stall owner while twisting a piece.

The old man smiled and replied: "Is the young master a foreigner? This is an old tradition here. There is a ginkgo tree not far away. It is said that as long as you hang your wish on the tree on the day of the annual meeting, it will come true.”

"Besides, this wish is generally the wish to be with your lover. That tree is also called the lover's tree." A handsome scholar next to him continued.Standing beside him was a heroic heroine, and the two of them were picking bamboo sticks together.Occasionally, they look at each other, and the eyes that look at each other are full of love. "One person, one person, write down the long-term expectations, and then the two of them will hang on the tree with their own hands, and they will be blessed. There is also a saying that the more you hang The taller you are, the happier you will be."

"I see. Thank you, brother." Yan Qingping nodded in greeting.

"Young master, why don't you try it with your wife?" The old man smiled, "Even if it's just a legend, it's good to have a try."

Yan Qingping and Fang Siming looked at each other.

"Then go and have a look." Fang Siming said softly.

"Okay." Yan Qingping carefully selected the lottery.

In the end, Yan Qingping chose a stick in the shape of a magnolia flower, while Fang Siming chose an ordinary round one.

"Young Master, you can go and write on the side, and you can hang it when you finish writing." The old man enthusiastically pointed them the way.

"Thank you." Yan Qingping asked the price and paid.

"I'll write first." Fang Siming let go of Yan Qingping, "You... come back after I finish writing."

Yan Qingping couldn't help laughing: "Well, I don't want to watch it."

Fang Siming blushed a little, but walked over quickly.Yan Qingping stood on the side and looked at him, with stars twinkling in his eyes.

The people next to them are basically looking at them secretly: they are so beautiful, they are so right, and they are so loving!

The little scholar secretly grabbed the hand of the heroine who was writing the signature: "Lady, in my heart, you are the most beautiful."

The heroine's cheeks were flushed red: "You want to talk nonsense?"

so good.

Fang Siming hesitated for a while, picked up the pen and finished writing, and hid the sign in his sleeve.Only then did Yan Qingping walk up to him and took the pen: "Reciprocity is a courtesy, and you can't peek at it."

Fang Siming snorted and turned his face away: "If you don't look at it, don't look at it."

Oops, why are you so cute.

Yan Qingping thought about it for a while, and then he did it in one go.

"Go." He held Fang Siming's hand, and the two walked towards the lover tree together.

There are already many people standing under the tree.Someone showed kung fu and jumped up a tree, but he couldn't bring his partner up.Some people are not good at kung fu, but they are trying to climb trees bit by bit.Others tie the tiptoes of the Buddhist style to lower branches.

The tree is already full of stakes.After all, there are many stalls selling sticks, and each stall is surrounded by many people.

"We hang up too?" Yan Qingping asked.

"Go." Fang Siming held Yan Qingping's arm.The two looked at each other with a smile, and they rose from the ground together, like two red clouds, gently falling to the highest point.

"Wow—" the people below were all boiling.

Yan Qingping stood on the paper with thin fingers and tied the stick first.Fang Siming gently raised his hand, and the two sticks were tied together.

"Didn't peek?" Yan Qingping asked with a smile.

"No. Why are you so childish." Fang Siming glanced at him, the corners of his eyes painted with fiery red rouge were full of charm.

"Siming." Yan Qingping's heart was moved by this look, and he grabbed Fang Siming's hands.

"What are you doing on the tree?" Fang Siming was helpless, "We'll talk about it when we get down."

The two fell to the ground hand in hand.Seeing that the people around him tended to come up to say hello, Yan Qingping hurried away with Fang Siming.

Under the cover of darkness, this extremely eye-catching "couple" left safely, and those who wanted to make friends could only give up their thoughts in disappointment.

They hid in a dimly lit corner, from where they could see the brightly lit lover tree.

"Siming, why did you choose the most common round shape?" Yan Qingping gently fixed the slipped strands of hair for him.

"What is there to choose. In the final analysis, whether it lasts or not depends on you and me, not on a lottery." Fang Siming lowered his eyes.On the lover tree, the heroine stood on a high place and said something, while the little scholar was trying to climb up.

"That's what you say, but it's worth it if you do it, right?" Yan Qingping couldn't help chuckling when he saw the little scholar climbed up a tree branch, and the people below were cheering him on.

"Then why did you choose Magnolia?" Fang Siming asked him back.

"I feel very similar to you." Yan Qingping said honestly.The same grand, fragrant.

"Hmph, I've seen the flowers blooming on that branch. After the wind passed, they were trampled under their feet and crushed into dust. If the fallen flowers knew, they would regret that they were once in full bloom." Fang Siming watched coldly, and the little scholar shook his head. He swayed and was about to fall, so the woman quickly jumped down to support him.

"Siming." Yan Qingping gave him a disapproving look, "I won't regret it."

"Oh?"

"If one day you get tired of me, leave me, and don't even want to see me again, I won't regret being with you." Yan Qingping gently hugged him into his arms.Over there, the heroine had no choice but to hang the sign on the half-height with the little scholar.

"What nonsense!" Fang Siming frowned.

"Just to make an analogy." Yan Qingping patted his head gently, "You will not be that flower that blooms and then loses, and neither will I. The relationship between us will not be like that."

"……Um."

I don't know who got closer first, but in the end they kissed deeply.

As the breeze blew, the two sticks quietly turned around.

"Wish to be with him for the rest of my life, life and death."

"In this life, he will never leave, and I will never abandon."

After all, they left Qu Feiyan who didn't know where to go wild, and returned to the inn halfway.

"Look, I just said there's no rush." ​​Yan Qingping slowly removed Fang Siming's accessories.This time, he saw Fang Siming's undisguised, magnificent face.Even if it is covered by a woman's makeup, it is still breathtakingly beautiful.

Fang Siming sneered: "You are not in a hurry, what are you doing now?" Until now, he has always used that deep female voice.

"Not in a hurry doesn't mean that you don't want to..." The candlelight flickered, the red dress and fancy clothes fell to the ground, and the black hair intertwined on the pillow.

"Unfortunately, I still like your white hair better." Yan Qingping murmured as he picked up a strand of long hair.

"Do you still like this voice more?" Fang Siming changed back to the original voice.

"...It's really hard to choose. How about you use a female voice next time when you wear men's clothing?"

"Oh, change, state."

"Come on, Pindao is just a normal man."

"Well... what are you doing so slowly!"

"I told you not to rush..."

"You can't replace me..."

"Siming, it's dangerous for you to say this at this time..."

Qu Feiyan turned and left silently outside the door.

Okay, you leave me behind and come back like this!snort!

The author has something to say: oh what am I doing.

Didn't I want to write that they met Ren Yingying?

Didn't I want to pull the timeline and write the miserable Linghu Chong?

how come...

Cover your face.

Blame women's clothing.

It's also great for the road.

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Hahahahahahahaha you actually ate it!Such a devil's cp!

It's okay to have two masters, but Qu Su was actually knocked down by someone!

Well, I actually want to play with Junxuan, after all, the eldest son, and he is the kind who grows into a black-bellied bun...

In fact, Junxuan x Rongrong is also good?

Junxuan: If you marry me, you will be the young wife of Wansheng Pavilion, the wife of the young leader of the Demon Sect in the Western Regions, and the wife of the young owner of Wanmei Villa; if you marry Chu Liuxiang, you can only be the wife of Bandit Commander. It is more economical to marry me. ~

However, Rongrong only wants to be Mrs. Bandit...

Thinking about it this way, we have two Rongrongs, one original and one mobile game.

than we...