Chapter 888: Thank You
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Yan Shunhua hugged him back, and suddenly got up again.
"Is my hairstyle messed up? It's over, it's over, such a complicated hairstyle, how will I comb it back later? Isn't it possible to ask Mama Quanfu to come over again before getting off the bus?"
Shen Jingyuan pulled her down.
"It's okay, go to sleep, I'll wake you up when you're almost at your destination, and then comb it for you, so that you can't find the slightest mistake in the beautiful and shiny." β
"Simple hairstyles I'm sure you can comb, and you've helped before. But now this hairstyle is so complicated, I feel dazzled when I look at it, not a professional, how dare you pack a ticket?"
Yan Shunhua reached out and touched the hair on his sideburns, a little annoyed by his negligence.
"Don't you know? I thought a long time ago that it would be enough for us to have a son and a daughter in the future, and if we have a daughter, I will comb her hair with my own hands, so I have been quietly studying for a few years, and I will do everything in the Quanfu Mama Association. β
Yan Shunhua looked at him, "Are you really fake? I can rely on you in the future?" I really don't have much patience in making up complex shapes. β
She used to be used to directly tie up a pill head, even if she came to Daqing, she barely knew how to tie a double bun at first, and then she was forced by Yan Erya to learn a few simple haircuts, and she couldn't do it if it was a little more complicated, and she always felt that tying her hair was like self-torture.
"Yes, wrap it around me, sleep, eh, there's a tough battle to be fought at night, and you must let me have fun." β
Shen Jingyuan meant something, Yan Shunhua scattered his hair on the spot and lay down comfortably.
"It's you and not me who need to make a difference, as long as you don't give up halfway, you'll have fun. β
"When it comes to life matters, no man will back down. β
"That's not necessarily, some tough guys can't get tough at certain critical moments, on the contrary, some soft guys who are always looked down upon by others can be angry. β
Shen Jingyuan's face darkened, "People without a foundation will only be vigorous, then decline, and exhaustion, do you think that a real manly man is in vain?"
People without roots are like duckweed in water, they can only drift with the wind and have no control over their lives. A tree that is truly rooted in the soil will stand forever. β
Yan Shunhua closed his eyes, "Except for the ever-changing time and space, and the unbreakable laws of nature, nothing is immortal, and the golden gun can only be an imagination."
Unless you go beyond the realm of human beings and become a so-called god, you can only follow the law of conservation of energy, and if you go out, you have to enter, and if you don't get out, you will become a skin.
As for me, thanks to you, I will become the legendary fox spirit who sucks men's yang energy, and was burned to ashes by a monk who has attained the Tao. β
"What nonsense! On a happy day, but what is in ruins. β
Shen Jingyuan gave a "cluck" on the door of her head, and Yan Shunhua didn't open her eyes.
"Are you so superstitious? In my place, there are some people who like to get married in churches, which are places where people pray to God, that is, to God.
But what's interesting about that kind of place is that it's not just a happy event, but also a funeral, so in fact there can be a grave, a coffin, a corpse, or a real ruin. β
"This is Daqing, so you have to follow the rules of Daqing. You married me, and you will be the mother of a native of Daqing in the future. Marriage should be joyful. β
Thinking that she came from a different time and space, everything in it was deeply missed for her, but it was completely unfamiliar and untouchable to him, Shen Jingyuan was unhappy.
He didn't want to be tormented by the possibility of losing her on the day he got married.
Today should be happy, joyful, and happy, not depressed, unhappy, or fearful.
"This day is indeed the day I have always dreamed of, and you have fulfilled one of my wishes so that I can marry the person I love. Although, probabilityally, this wish would have been impossible to come true.
Of course, I never thought that the person I love would be in another time and space, not only is he kind-hearted, upright, and strong, but more importantly, he is very good-looking, and his three views are particularly special in line with my appetite.
Well, also, thank you for loving me. β
Yan Shunhua pressed her face against his chest and put one hand on his waist.
Shen Jingyuan's originally depressed mood was instantly soothed by her, and she only felt that her heart was extremely ironed.
She was always like this, just a few sweet words could make some of the dark emotions in his heart disappear in an instant.
"If you were the biggest hole I could have in my life, I'd rather bury myself in it for the rest of my life. β
Shen Jingyuan said that this painting actually didn't have any special meaning, but Yan Shunhua, who came from the information explosion society, suddenly thought crookedly, and immediately took back the hands and feet that were on him, moved away a little, and lay flat.
"You are really a vegetarian, even if you haven't studied it seriously, but you are also talented. β
Shen Jingyuan didn't know why, so he took the initiative to lean over and stay next to her.
"What did I say wrong?"
"And what do you think I'm drawing wrong?"
Although it was clearly said that it was a gift to Huo Wanwan, since it was from her, Bai Runzhi cautiously took the album back to Shen Jingyuan for processing.
When she said this, he also realized that there was some ambiguity in what he said, and he couldn't help but redden.
He didn't mean to.
"Sleep, I'll call you when it's time. β
"Okay, then I'm really asleep. β
"Hmm. β
Yan Shunhua originally just wanted to squint for a while, but he didn't expect to really fall asleep in the end.
In the dream, she returned to the small apartment where she lived alone.
After a long time, the rich bamboo she planted at random did not wither, but grew very tall, almost blocking half of the balcony.
The chipmunk, which she had raised for a long time, was dozing off in a chaise longue, a thick book of English under her buttocks, and its fluffy fur was slightly covered by the breeze.
Yan Shunhua didn't know how he walked in, he wasn't sure if he was falling from the sky or passing through the wall, but he knew that when he bent down and met the eyes of the confused chipmunks in the air, the little guy was stunned, crooked his little brain, and then screamed.
With the shouting of "coo-goo-goo", it jumped up excitedly and pounced on her, Yan Shunhua subconsciously spread out his hand to catch it.
Then, she really caught it.
A warm, somewhat weighty, elated, chipmunk. Reading, a better reading experience.