Chapter Ninety-Nine: Life is different, and death is the same
"Let's go, my wife, my husband will take you to experience the feeling of flying. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Zhou Ru naturally took Yan Ling'er's hand, pulled her downstairs, bent down slightly, and hugged a princess.
In Yan Ling'er's scream, she was placed on the bench.
The two hemp ropes tightened, Zhou Ru smiled softly at Yan Ling'er, and let her grasp the hemp rope with both hands, and then pushed it so gently behind her back, and the swing rippled.
Yan Ling'er's figure was high and low, her hair was flying, cheering and jumping, sweeping away the previous haze.
"My husband, this swing is such a doll!"
"That's, you don't look at who invented it. β
Ahemγγγγγ Great swing inventor, please forgive the younger generation for stealing your patent rights, I believe that if the sport of swinging can be carried forward in the heavenly court, you will be very happy and very gratified.
Zhou Ru smiled very shamelessly, shameless and the swing inventor patted him on the shoulder and praised him, it felt really good.
"My husband, you can play too. β
"Ahh
Zhou Ru pointed to his nose, a little stunned.
Can two people swing together? The first experience sounded quite fresh.
Then my wife, do I sit side by side with you, or do I go down to you or I go up to you, hehehe, I personally prefer me to go up and you down!
Zhou Ru said that he was very excited, his eyes were green, and he had the posture of turning into a human wolf in a second.
The gaze is very aggressive, and the hot Yan Ling'er is not very natural.
She lowered her head shyly, and said something in a stumbling voice, like a mosquito and a fly, and she couldn't really hear it.
Oh, Zhou Ru is your stinky and shameless person, and you are so blind, don't you see that the shy faces of other girls are buried in their chests!
Zhou Ru pinched himself fiercely, shook his head violently, forcibly shook off the inappropriate content in his mind, and his eyes returned to clarity.
The corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc, Zhou Ru came to Yan Ling'er's side, squeezed his buttocks, and sat side by side with Yan Ling'er on the swing, kicking the ground with both feet, and the swing rippled.
Zhou Ru grabbed the hemp rope with one hand and Yan Ling'er's waist with the other, letting go of his body and mind, and enjoying the sweetness of love.
"Slave is so happy, my husband, how good do you say we should be like this forever~"
"If you want to, I'll always be with you~ But I'm afraid that one day you'll get tired of me. β
"No, my husband, the slave will never get tired of you, the slave loves ~ oops, I'm ashamed to death ~"
The little girl's face is so tender, when we two old husbands and wives live without distinguishing each other, you can still say this to your husband and me, I will be satisfied!
Zhou Ru gently kissed Yan Ling'er's hair, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart.
"My wife, I'll tell you a story, okay?"
"Well, slaves love to hear stories. β
That's good," said that once upon a time there was a landlord surnamed Zhu, known as Zhu Yuan, and he had a beautiful and generous daughter named Zhu Yingtai, which Zhu Yingtai γγγγγγ I saw Zhu Yingtai walk out of the sedan chair, take off his red clothes, wear plain clothes, slowly walked to the grave, knelt down and cried loudly, and suddenly the wind and rain were shaking, the thunder was loud, and with a "boom", the grave cracked, Zhu Yingtai seemed to see her brother Liang's gentle face again, she smiled and jumped in. Then there was another loud bang, and the tomb was closed. At this time, the wind and clouds have dissipated, the rain has cleared, all kinds of wildflowers sway softly in the wind, and a pair of beautiful butterflies fly out of the grave and dance freely in the sun. β
From Zhu Yingtai disguising herself as a man to study, to studying with Liang Shanbo's classmates for three years, and then to Zhu Yingtai's marriage to Ma Wencai, Liang Shanbo died of depression, Zhu Yingtai took off his red clothes, jumped off the grave, and the two turned into butterflies.
Zhou Ru completely told "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" to Yan Ling'er.
In the swing, Yan Ling'er cried into tears, and her small mouth kept muttering the famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages - "Life is different, death is the same hole!" Her eyes were blurry and sad, which made Zhou Ru feel distressed for a while.
Meow, what is "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", look at what my kiss Ling'er wife has become like.
Zhou Ru pinched herself very regretfully, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Yan Ling'er's eyes, and her heart ached for a while.
"My husband, if one day we can't live together, but please let me die and be in the same hole with you, okay?"
The eyes were spent, the hair was flying in the wind, Yan Ling'er grabbed Zhou Ruye's hand, choked and looked at Zhou Ruye's eyes, full of expectation.
Zhou Ruye's throat seemed to be stuck by a fish bone, and listening to Yan Ling'er's oath-like request, his heart was panicked.
I want to be a mortal man in the lower realm, how can he be favored by the fairy, not to mention death is the same hole, let me give you a lifetime as a cow and a horse, I am willing.
Zhou Ru hugged Yan Ling'er speechlessly, and kissed Yan Ling'er's ear with her lips, "Okay! But I don't allow you to say such unlucky things, you have to remember that we will definitely be happy and together forever!"
"Hmm~ I believe in you, my husband~"
Yan Ling'er asked deeply about the taste of Zhou Rus's body, as if she wanted to keep it in her heart forever.
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On the sixth floor of a tall tower somewhere, a man and a woman also embrace each other, the male temperament is detached, and the female is gentle and graceful.
While supporting each other, they looked at a pair of young men and women on the swing in unison, silent for a long time.
In the middle of the night, the woman suddenly cried, crying very sadly, she leaned on the man's shoulder, and the tears kept flowing, and she couldn't stop.
"Xingge, Ling'er, she is a poor child, we are sorry for her, woo!"
The cry broke the liver and intestines, the man's body trembled, and the woman who was the owner of the building tightly, the old tears in the tiger's eyes, forced to prevent it from flowing, but it was useless.
"Bing'er, I know, I know, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me, Ling'er wouldn't have been!"
"Xingge, don't say it again, it's not your fault alone, if you want to blame it, blame the Qi family for being too vicious, I, Xia Yanbing, make an oath here, I won't turn his Qi family upside down in this life, I will never enter reincarnation!"
"Bing'er, you! Okay! If you don't enter reincarnation, I won't enter reincarnation, I'll always be with you!"
The resolute face of the middle-aged man Yan Xingge was cold, hugging Xia Yanbing, a Taoist companion in his arms, and secretly made a decision in his heart.
After a long time, the woman named Xia Yanbing wiped away her tears, and once again shifted her attention to the young men and women on the swing, her lips opened lightly, with a hint of questioning: "Xingge, are you going too far by letting this son have a relationship with Ling'er?" β
"Hmph, it's too much, I've eaten my precious girl's tofu like this, I want to stab him to death, but do you know the identity of this little guy?"
"Identity, is his background all over the world?"
"Heh, not to mention the sky, behind him is the Feixian Mansion!"
"Flying Immortal Mansion !!"