Nangong Xiang'er surprisingly didn't get angry, but just broke the stars. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At dusk, on the top of the mountain, there are two people, a man and a woman, the man is handsome and chic, the woman is beautiful and seductive, and the man holds the woman from behind. Look at it, look at that cloud. Nangong Xiang'er jumped slightly in Xingchen's arms like a child, pointed to the distance and said.

Suddenly, Nangong Xiang'er stepped forward and shouted to the bottom of the mountain: Motherland, my mother. Xingchen hurriedly followed and shouted: Motherland, my mother-in-law. You are so annoying, Nangong Xiang'er said with a red face. I don't know if it's blushing or being red by the sunset.

It was getting late, when darkness swallowed the earth. Xingchen: You close your eyes. Nangong Xiang'er pouted: What do you want to do?, don't close. Uh, well, if you don't close, you won't close. Xingchen took out a lantern made of wood, and a rope was attached to it, and Xingchen found a stone to fix the rope. Light the candle in the lantern, only to see that the lantern began to change color and slowly rise, until the rope was straightened and floated in the air with different changes, each change appeared a row of words, Nangong Xiang'er I love you, the sky is immortal, life and life will always be with you, you are everything in you, you are not in everything is you. Nangong Xiang'er stared blankly at everything that was amazed.

Surprise, amazement, intertwined. (This lantern is a full-time rough work of the stars, using the principle of the windmill, the hot air rises to drive the windmill, and the windmill rotates to drive the gear.) The ever-changing colors on the outside are just different colors of paper pulled by the gears, and although the sparrows are small, they have all the organs, but Xingchen has spent a lot of time making them) Of course, it is much more than that, Xingchen is still busy, and he keeps taking out something to put it on, like a long iron pipe.

Have you seen the fireworks?, Xingchen asked, turning his head. What is that? Xingchen just smiled and lit the iron pipe, only to see the iron pipe keep spitting sparks. Thank you, Nangong Xiang'er looked at the stars and said affectionately.

Also, after saying that, Xingchen took out a handful of bamboo skewers and lit it. (This is naturally a glow stick, the production method is simple, just wrap the gunpowder with paper and fix it on the wooden stick) The two of them held one in one hand and waved it constantly, sometimes chasing, sometimes staying, only the laughter like children echoed.

This night, under the moon before the flowers, oh, wrong, it was under the flowers in front of the lamp, the two looked at each other in suspicion, the clothes slipped down one by one, the moon hid in the clouds, the flowers bowed their heads shyly, only the lantern came out of the colorful colors.

This night they forgot everything, and only looked at each other. Suddenly, from the quiet top of the mountain, a wonderful song intertwined with the chirping of insects. I don't know how long it took, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep。。。。。。 In the early morning, the wind in the distance brought a hint of coolness, waking up the person in the dream, Xingchen opened his eyes and found that Nangong Xiang'er quickly closed his eyes, and his heart was amused. Did I put on her clothes and take them off again?, Xingchen thought evilly. kissed Nangong Xiang'er, and then picked up the clothes and covered Nangong Xiang'er.

The sun came out and shone on the pretty face with a scorching heat. Don't get up again. The sun was drying his buttocks, Xingchen squatted beside Nangong Xiang'er and said. Press, you pick me up, Nangong Xiang'er pouted and said coquettishly. After saying that, he put his hands around Xingchen's neck. Yes. It's all you, big villain, as soon as Nangong Xiang'er walked, there was a pain in her lower body and she frowned.

Xingchen didn't say a word, picked up Nangong Xiang'er and walked down the mountain. In the City Lord's Mansion, Xingchen helped Nangong Xiang'er limp away. Hey, Xiang'er, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Do you want to call a doctor? If you're sick, you'll have to be cured. Starquake said.

Nangong Xiang'er lowered her head, and her face turned red all at once, which was very tempting. Uh, Dad, what's the matter, she's fine, it's just a broken foot. Just when Nangong Xiang'er didn't know how to answer, Xingchen preemptively said. Xingzhen was about to continue to speak, but Mu Rou pulled him and said first: Okay, then you help Xiang'er to rest first, I will ask people to send it over early, don't run around if you have a broken foot, rest well. Okay, father, mother, and child will retire first. Why are these two people strange today? Are they sick? Do you want to ask a doctor? After Xingchen and the two left, Xingzhen said to Mu Rou. What doctor, please,

I think it's you who is sick. Didn't you see them coming in from outside? Didn't they come back at all last night. I said, why are you so wooden? Did you, the city lord, go through the back door and rise?" Mu Rou said to Starquake with a thunderclap. I arranged for someone to go early. Oh, who did I recruit to provoke someone, why is it not right today, is it really that I am sick? No, I'll call a doctor first. I can't give up on treatment.

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