Cen Duxiao only felt that she was in a colorful world, the sky was full of fireflies falling like rain, she was kissed fiercely by him, and she also kissed him back passionately, as if her soul was evacuated, turning into a little fluorescent and rippling with the wind.

If you don't forget, there will be an echo.

She finally recited her Zhizhi and her Fuso.

He also finally waited for his Yan, his twilight, and his true heart.

They kissed each other so closely, and the clothes on their bodies disappeared at some point.

The moonlight streamed through the windows and into the room, the sheets were dotted with dappled silhouettes of leaves, and the air was filled with the sweet aroma of grass and trees.

Wangshu called her over and over again: "Ah Yan...... Ayan ......"

Wangshu's eyes were full of starlight, shining warmly, he looked at her intently, kissed her intently, obviously the person he kissed was real, but it seemed that nothing was enough, and he couldn't wait to rub her into his bones and never be separated.

Cen Duxiao's wheezing voice grew thicker, and she called his name intermittently and piecemeal: "Hmm...... Well...... ...... ......"

He's finally back.

The mountains do not turn, the water does not turn, the wind does not move, the clouds do not move, as if time does not exist, there is only him left in this world.

Cen Duxiao hugged his shoulder, the burning breath in her ears was about to incinerate her, and her whole body was numb like an electric current, just wanting more comfort.

Lying on the embroidered couch with his neck crossed, he spent the rain in Wushan together.

From dusk to night, in Yanggu, in the familiar Hall of the Burning Sun, again and again, several times and several times.

I don't know how long it took, the waves gradually died down, and after a hearty experience, the room was filled with a sweet smell.

For a long time, no one spoke, just looked at each other quietly, and he only had her in his eyes, and so did her.

Wangshu faced her, gently pinched her earlobe, and stroked a small mole on her ear.

Cen Duxiao pillowed his arm and moved closer to him, just wanting to stick to his arms every day in the future. She and he were facing each other on the same pillow, their long hair tangled in a messy twist.

Cen Duxiao's fair face was flushed, like two delicate begonias, and she whispered: "Let's get married, we will get married early tomorrow morning." ”

She wanted to marry him, she thought about it a long time ago, but in the past they had far more twists and turns than sweetness, at this moment, she was full of determination, no matter who came to obstruct her, she would marry him, she would always marry him willingly, even if she rushed to the Moon Palace to destroy the Sansheng Stone, she would not hesitate.

Wangshu looked at her with a smile and a groan, but did not say yes, and to her surprise, just as she wanted to kick him out of bed, he said: "Worship heaven and earth?

Cen Duxiao looked away and looked at the candlestick without looking at him, "You mean, it's enough for us to enter the cave directly?!"

Stinky man, the nature of the big pig's trotters is exposed!

Who in Jiuli begs and shouts every day to marry her? If you don't agree, you're still angry!

She had reason to suspect that he was deliberately retaliating!

She and Yi Shugui worshipped in the church, and also wore a wedding dress for Yi Shugui, even if Fusang didn't mind, she didn't feel good in her own heart.

If you can have a decent wedding with Fuso, you can make up for some shortcomings.

Wangshu picked up a strand of her hair, wrapped it in her hand, and said: "Of course not, we don't have to worship heaven and earth, you and I don't have Gaotang, why don't you tell me, in your world, what is a wedding like?"

"Minecraft ......"

Cen Duxiao didn't think about it for a while, where was her world, it was just that she mistakenly thought she was from another world.

In her previous life, because she insisted on returning to her own world, she deeply hurt Fusang, why did he suddenly ask about this?

She didn't want to arouse his sadness, but Wangshu wanted to listen to it with great interest, and reminded: "Didn't I ask Lechuan to give you back your memory, don't you remember?"

Wangshu's eyes flashed with a bright light, only curious and carefree, he really looked forward to her going on.

Cen Duxiao lowered her eyes, reached out and touched his collarbone, her fingers slowly slid to his heart, the well-defined bones and white jade-like skin without a single blemish.

The scars on his body were gone as his body died, but what about the wounds in his heart?

She couldn't forgive herself, but he forgave her first, how could there be such a good person, so good that she was uneasy, so good that she couldn't help but want to ask her where she was worthy of such a good him, so good that she was afraid that it was just a dream that would always wake up.

Wangshu held her hand, kissed her on the lips, and said softly, "Is my lady thinking nonsense again?"

Cen Duxiao was slightly stunned, knowing that she was better than him, he even knew her better than herself, she pursed her lips, and hummed: "Who is your lady, have you married me?"

She was unforgiving, but she was pressed closer to him, and she curled up in his arms with her head bowed, her forehead against his chest.

Wangshu held her in his arms, touched her head, and stroked her gently, as if comforting the injured kitten, "Okay, don't think about it, it's all over, I don't blame you." ”

Obviously it was him who was hurt, but he comforted her in turn, and the touching he brought her accumulated over time, melting her stone heart and turning it into a warm current that flowed all over her body, stimulating every inch of her skin, and she was surrounded by a thick warm love, so that she could no longer leave him.

At the same time, she regretted that she found out so late, she always thought that if he didn't say it, he must not love her, she pestered him to say love, but she didn't know that actual actions are worth a thousand words.

Feng Xun once laughed at the only person she loved, and she was afraid of losing someone who loved her with all her heart.

She was afraid of losing him, what was wrong with that? Does that mean that she loves only herself?

From the past life to this life, at the beginning, perhaps it was because of his unparalleled appearance that attracted her, in the face of such a face, it was difficult for her to control herself from being unmoved.

After a period of contact, she found that in addition to his appearance, he had too many virtues worthy of her love, and he was perfect in her heart.

Later, little by little, she discovered his good intentions buried in the bottom of his heart, and the boundless regret drowned her and made her lose the desire to live, she struggled to get up, she ran away and chased him for a long distance, she thought that she had lost him forever, that was the punishment she deserved.

However, looking back, he was still waiting for her in the same place, and he was always there!

There is no one happier than her, she is very satisfied, she wants to turn into thousands of wisps of soft silk that cannot be shaken off and entangle him, as long as he is not tired, she will do her best to care for and love him.

No, she has to pester him when he's tired, and when he's annoyed, she has to tie herself to him, and no one can separate the two of them anymore.

While thinking so, she hugged his waist tightly and touched his back, and the two of them were tightly attached to each other without half a gap, but fortunately he was now a piece of iron, and there was no temperature on his body, otherwise he would have to die of heat.

She thought for a moment and pulled out memories of another time and space.

"In our place, two people need to go to a place to register and get a marriage certificate first, which is two small books to prove that two people have become legal husband and wife. ”

"Then there will be a wedding, where the master of ceremonies will officiate, the bride and groom will take vows of love, and then exchange rings......"

"Probably...... That's all, I was only fifteen when I came here, and the girls we have to be twenty years old to get married, so I don't see much, I don't understand......"