It would take more than an hour, more than three hours back and forth, nearly four hours, and I would never go to catch up with the excitement.

But with this man by his side, sometimes he carried himself back and forth for a little more than two hours.

Occasionally go down the mountain to see the liveliness, and it is quiet in the back mountain, which is still very suitable.

No one is running back and forth, so naturally there will not be too much hesitation, and immediately Qingluo made a fist with one hand and lightly pounded it on the stone table.

"Depart early tomorrow morning."

Gu Jingzhi didn't hesitate to say "okay" at all, while holding Qingluo's white and tender fist.

Turning her palm to look at it, she saw that it was still porcelain white, and then she was relieved.

Qingluo glanced at him, rolled his eyes, and took out the zongzi that Gu Jingzhi was holding with his other hand.

Gu Jingzhi's obedient palms parted, Qingluo threw a small zongzi, then threw it into the basket, and then asked with a smile:

"What stuffing do you want to eat? I'll wrap it up for you. ”

As she spoke, she shook her other hand and left only a small half of the zongzi, and sent a small bite into her mouth.

Gu Jingzhi stretched out, showing clarity and gentleness, looked at the zongzi eaten by Qingluo, and said, "It's the same stuffed meat as Qingluo." ”

Qingluo raised his eyebrows, took another bite of glutinous rice, took a sip in his mouth without swallowing, and pulled the basket in.

Pick and choose inside and take out a zongzi.

Then untie it, and with lightning speed, a whole zongzi was stuffed into Gu Jingzhi's mouth.

But he rolled his stuffed Adam's apple up and down, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Qingluo's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, revealing a row of white teeth, which was not subtle at all, but it was also more vivid.

No matter how small the zongzi bag is, it was suddenly completely stuffed into it all of a sudden, and it naturally choked.

As for those who want to eat minced meat, then I will give you a candied fruit filling, how does it taste?

I bit into the soft glutinous rice and bite into the candied fruit inside, and the sweet taste mixed with the glutinous rice fragrance blooms on the tip of the tongue and moistens the heart.

Accompanied by the fragrance of mugwort leaves and calamus, bursts of wild orchids in the distance gather together to give a slightly rich orchid fragrance.

With the gust of wind blowing, the fragrance of flowers in the yard gathers together, and the fragrance is full of fragrance.

Early the next morning, Qingluo was in front of the closet, his fingers wandering left and right.

Behind her, Gu Jingzhi was a little puzzled, and he could see clearly that Luo was muttering something in his mouth, what skin color and what clothes, and what kind of bun he wanted to pull, he was completely stunned.

But I also enjoy it, and I don't feel troublesome and waste time at all.

At this time, Qingluo had already chosen a pink and white top, and a blue and white pleated skirt underneath.

The sides of the skirt are also embroidered with a little green leaves, and the upper body is a small pink and white petal.

The matching on the body increases Qingluo's pure and clean temperament.

After changing into this jacket and skirt, Qingluo sat down on the embroidery pier in front of the dressing table and looked carefully at himself in the mirror.

The black-headed hair was scattered behind him, and Gu Jingzhi's hand was itchy, and he stroked it again and again.

Qingluo slapped away the big hand that was messy, his eyes moved slightly, and he nodded, his ten fingers deflected like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Gu Jingzhi was originally staring at it with admiration and obsession, and he didn't dare to move forward again, so he could only put his hands behind his back.

But looking at the strands of hair all tied up, and there was no black hair hanging down behind or in front of him, his black eyes showed a regretful look.

Pull out a single screw bun and swing slightly on the top of the head, so that it does not look bloated, just right.

Qingluo's fingertips dotted on the various colored jewelry of Comb, and now the jewelry box was filled.

She didn't deliberately buy it herself, but Gu Jingzhi would always bring back one or two small gifts when she returned to the mountain to make a small surprise, this romance was really self-taught.

Gu Jingzhi reached out and opened another lacquered wooden box, and took out a jeweled hairpin, which was worn on the day of marriage.

Qingluo grabbed the hand of comb and raised it, and shook his index finger at Gu Jingzhi, who was looking forward to it.

"It's too luxurious, it's too solemn to wear, and it doesn't match my small jasper, beautiful and refined clothes.

Hey, there it is. ”

As he spoke, Qingluo's eyes lit up, and he took out a bead hairpin from the jewelry box.

I can't tell what kind of flower it is, but the petals are delicately carved.

A small bud with a faint red color is carved in the middle, and a bead chain hangs down on the side, and two small pearls fall at the end.

Qingluo picked it up and pinned it to the bun, changed his head slightly, the small pearls swayed together and swayed slightly, and the whole person was beautiful and elegant.

This time, Qingluo nodded with satisfaction, Gu Jingzhi also smiled, and put the gemstone hairpin back into the jewelry box.

Qingluo looked at the various colors of rouge gouache in another box, and took out a box, which was a carmine solid.

Gently point it out, rub it evenly, and rub it slightly under the cheeks and eyelids.

This is all made by himself, completely assured, Qingluo clicked on it again, and slightly smudged it on his lips.

The already naturally fair and ruddy face is like a peach blossom, a face like peach petals, and peach blossom eyes.

Qingluo stood up, grabbed the skirts on both sides with both hands, and turned around.

The petals of the top and the green leaves of the skirt are like weak and beautiful pink and white flowers swaying in the wind.

It is complemented by a white and delicate hairpin that is inserted into a jet-black soft bun.

Beautiful and beautiful, no attack, soft and gentle.

Dressed up, Qingluo looked at Gu Jingyi, the blue straight-lined robe has always been the same black boots.

Gu Jingyi wore dark clothes, and today he changed into a slightly brighter blue that was not obtrusive, and he was even more noble and calm.

Qingluo nodded with satisfaction, but when he saw Gu Jingyi's black hair tied up on the top of his head, there was only one wooden hairpin, and he frowned dissatisfied.

Gu Jingzhi saw that he was slightly moved, and Qingluo took his hand and pressed him on the embroidery pier.

The tall body sat on the rather small and delicate embroidery pier, and couldn't help but sweat for the embroidery pier.

Qingluo opened another wooden box that was even smaller, and the things placed in it were also very simple.

Two or three dark hair bands, simple wooden hairpins, and then a white jade crown and a hosta.

This is naturally not Qingluo's, but Gu Jingzhi's, which she also added to him.

Compared to Gu Jingzhi, buying things for Qingluo from time to time was to make her happy, and he really wanted her to dress up.

And Qingluo purely looks at his clothes are too simple, either a wooden hairpin is inserted, or a hairband is tied.

Now unlike before, when I used to go to Baiyun Town without getting married, Gu Jingzhi also brought the rouge gouache well.

Qingluo reduced his visits to Baiyun Town, but sometimes he had to go to Baiyun Town, so he added these to the Silver Building.

Qingluo looked at it, took out the white jade crown, compared it to Gu Jingzhi's head, and shook his head.

Without much hesitation, he took out the simple and elegant white hosta and replaced the wooden hairpin on Gu Jingzhi's bun.

Qingluo pulled up Gu Jingzhi, who was obediently dressed up by her, took a step back and looked at it, and said with a smile: "It's really suitable to bring it up." “

"In the past, Ah Jing was handsome, but he was too cold, and now he can barely say a sentence that is as gentle as jade.

Of course, if you soften your temperament, you can also be regarded as personable. ”

Hearing this, looking at Qingluo's appreciation, Gu Jingzhi couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a smile, and immediately his temperament softened.

Qingluo became more and more satisfied, looked at the sky again, and hurriedly pulled him, and ran downstairs with the skirt in his other hand.

As soon as he ran downstairs, his footsteps paused slightly, Gu Jingzhi wanted to carry the basket on his back, but Qingluo hurriedly stopped him.

"It's so good to dress up, but you don't have to carry a basket and a basket again."

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