Chapter 69: Mr. Belly Black (2)
Daiyu said angrily to the people behind her: "I take the elevator, you take the stairs, don't forget to stay away from me." ”
"Okay wife, but be careful of this elevator, I heard from neighbors that it is often broken, if you are trapped inside, don't panic, there is an emergency repair phone in the elevator, just on the left hand side of the elevator door, and, I will save you in a hurry, don't worry."
Daiyu listened, her body suddenly stiffened, the elevator door opened, but she couldn't move, one is that she is timid by nature, afraid that there will really be an accident when taking the elevator, and the other is that her legs are really sore.
After Wang Beijing said that, there was no sound, Daiyu thought that he was really gone, and she was a little aggrieved and disappointed for a moment, she didn't want to go anywhere, she wanted to go back to the room to cry, she turned around and came back, and saw that the security door had been locked, and her grief suddenly poured out, leaning on the door and whimpering.
Suddenly, a very hot hand lifted her head and wiped her tears.
"It's you, you're not leaving?" Daiyu said in surprise with teary eyes.
"My wife is here, how can I be willing to leave!"
"But you're mad at me," Daiyu sobbed.
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, punish me for carrying you for a day, okay?"
"Hmm," she nodded.
Wang Beijing's goal was achieved, showing a smile that was not easy for others to detect, kissing her on the head, turning around and squatting down to carry her up.
When Daiyu lay on his shoulder, she was still happy in her heart, completely forgetting that fifteen minutes ago, she was still angry and told someone to stay away from her.
Could it be that Daiyu has no heart and no lungs, no, of course not, it's all because someone is too black-bellied, how can little Daiyu be his opponent.
The two drove for more than 40 minutes to the Yunyuan of Qiancha Mountain, although it was only more than 9 o'clock in the morning, the crowd was boiling, men and women were dressed in ancient costumes, Wang Beijing was particularly eye-catching in a suit, but his aura was calm, and he was not affected by these foreign objects, leading Daiyu to buy some colored paper from the paper-cutting stall at the entrance, and buying colored paper also came with a small pair of scissors, Wang Beijing opened the road in front, Daiyu cut while walking, embroidered things she was slow like a turtle, but the paper-cutting was unexpectedly handy, and a swallow and rooster were cut out in less than half an hour, which could not be considered lifelike, and the appearance is quite handsome.
When he was about to arrive at the altar of the god of flowers, he cut out two butterflies of different shapes and gave one to Wang Beijing, and the two of them hung the swallow butterfly on the pear blossom branch
At this time, some tourists shook the flower branches to take pictures, and the white petal rain fell on the two of them.
Some of them also fell into Daiyu's neck, and then slipped from the neck to the clothes, and for a while it was cold and itchy, she didn't feel that she laughed out loud.
Wang Bei looked at her quietly, a little distracted, and said in his heart, this is probably the best time in the world.
He pinned the pear blossom on the placket, and pinned the peach blossom on the Daiyu placket together with the incense on the flower altar to worship the god of flowers, and walked in the rhyme garden after the end, the two stepped on the fragrant flowers along the way and drunk the mud, soft and soft, a rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky, the crowd was crowded, and the screams came and went: look at it, look at it, rainbow!
"Take a quick photo"
"Is the god of flowers here?"
Daiyu looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: Isn't this rainbow here to pick me up.
Wang Beijing grabbed her and dipped a little spit on her forehead with her fingertips: Tong Yan Wu Ji Tong Yan Wu Ji.