The most beautiful thing is the demeanor between the girl's eyebrows, bright and moving.

Lantern Festival.

At night, in the capital market, the lights are bright all around, the music and the aroma of wine are entwined in the red restaurant, and the singing and laughter are intertwined, which is a lively scene.

Chaoyang took a maid and walked swaggering down the street.

Vendors on both sides of the street were hawking, scholars and girls were saluting each other with red faces, vendors haggling with customers, fat men with deep pockets laughing and scolding Fang Xuan as they walked by, and Hu merchants peddling fine wine and blankets in an unfluent language.

Chaoyang came to a famous marriage bridge in the capital, there is a marriage tree there, and a group of people are surrounded by a group of people from time to time under the tree, hanging red lines on it.

When there were fewer people over there, Chaoyang probed her head and walked over, and the little girl looked at the huge ancient tree, carrying a red rope in her thin white hand, and frowned in confusion.

She asked the maid next to her, "Bai Shao, do you think this red rope is as high as possible?" ”

Bai Shaowei said, "Little, miss, do we really want to hang this up, we ran out secretly this time, if the old lady knows, the skin of the slave will be stripped off......"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the rising sun, and the little girl's peach blossom eyes glared, "Of course, didn't I come to this place just to hang this red rope, otherwise why did I work so hard to run out!" ”

Bai Shao made a bitter face, "The slave can't hang up." ”

At last.

Chaoyang climbed the marriage tree by himself, the little girl had thin arms and legs, and the whole person was pulled on the tree, and she couldn't get down.

"Help!"

The little girl's white arms hugged the tree tightly, and she didn't let go, and howled.

The white peony is also in a hurry under the tree.

"Poof."

A male voice came from the tree, a clear young voice, with a bit of a joke.

Chaoyang's face also had two tear stains, and he looked up in a daze, and met his eyes.

It's a teenager.

To be precise, he is an extremely good-looking young man.

Dark blue brocade robe, jade crown high bundle.

The eyebrows are delicate like ink paintings, and the eyes are like cold stars.

A tear mole in the corner of the eye added a bit of evil to the original delicate face.

He reclined on the branch of the tree, pillowed one hand behind his head, and held a pot of wine in his slender and white hand with the other, and poured a sip from time to time.

At this time, the young man glanced at Chaoyang and said with a smile, "Little girl, do you need help?" ”

"Yes."

Chaoyang nodded honestly, with a little innocence and pity in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Qi Jue smiled.

"You girl, you're so funny......"

The young man turned over neatly, and his slender white fingers clasped the little girl's waist, and he hugged her horizontally.

Qi Jue lowered his head slightly, his picturesque-clear eyebrows approached Chaoyang, and the young man lowered his head and smiled lightly, "Girl, are you scared?" ”

Chaoyang was stunned.

The little girl said glutinously, "No, it's okay." ”

Struggling to get out of the boy's arms, Chaoyang carefully looked at the person in front of him.

A slender young man with picturesque eyebrows, seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome like a jade tree.

This man is so good-looking......

This is the first reaction of the rising sun.

Glancing at the red rope in the little girl's hand, Qi Jue chuckled, "Asking for marriage?" ”

Facing Qi Jue's smiling eyes, Chaoyang blushed and said angrily, "Yes, isn't it?" ”

Stamped his feet, Chaoyang pulled the white peony behind him and ran away.

Qi Jue didn't chase either.

The young man in the wind of Yushu stood at the corner of the street where the lights were lit, his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle.

He seems to ...... I've found my match.