Chapter 113: Foreheads Together
"Really?" Zhuang Hui got up from her arms, and his peach blossom eyes locked tightly on her face.
"Well, it's true, if you still want to hear what I have to say, bring it up all at once."
Gao Xiaoxiao helped him untie the crude crown birthday hat he was wearing on his head, and his eyes were serious.
In her opinion, it was just a few words, and if she could rely on these to make her happy, then her main purpose today would have been achieved.
As for whether she can live up to what she said, it is not within her consideration.
She can only try to ensure that she will try her best to do what she says when she is still in charge of Zhuang Hui's artificial system.
After that...... She also needs her own life, and it is impossible to be bound to Zhuang Hui all the time.
The boy withdrew from her arms, his hands still on her waist, and pressed against her forehead in a gesture that circled her.
He lowered his eyelashes, and after a long time of thought, Fang asked her in a dumb voice: "That smile, can you say another thing, you just want to be with me, and you will only be with me?" β
Tsk, it seems that Xiao Aotian is still relatively naΓ―ve, and he really has a bottle with the children in the kindergarten of the present world.
Secretly slandered, Gao Xiaoxiao wrapped his hands around his waist, closed his eyes and repeated the words he requested.
I thought that as long as her eyes were closed, it wouldn't be considered to be lying with her eyes open.
After that, Zhuang Hui pestered her and said several words that were extremely possessive, all of which were attributed by Gao Xiaoxiao to Zhuang Hui's immature mind and childish performance.
I didn't notice that every time she said an intimate word according to Zhuang Hui's request, when Zhuang Hui looked at her, the heat in her eyes increased.
In the end, he hugged her waist tightly, rubbed her head against her, and sighed: "Xiaoxiao, it's good to have you." β
"Harm, I also know that I'm good, so I don't have to be so moved, let's hurry up and try the dishes I made for you, it's not delicious when it's cold."
Gao Xiaoxiao unconsciously touched Zhuang and withdrew from his arms.
Then he picked up the chopsticks and put a few dishes in the bowl of Zhuanghui.
It seems that she doesn't feel that the behavior between her and Zhuang Hui is too intimate at all.
Just because in her opinion, it was all Zhuang Hui's childish performance, and she was older than Zhuang Hui in this world, so she thought that he was her brother who was coquettish to her.
Zhuang Hui didn't know what she was thinking, and thought that in the whole process of Fang Cai, she had the same heart with him from beginning to end.
Completely immersed in the overwhelming joy, he didn't notice that when Gao Xiaoxiao looked at him, it was a look that only an older sister would have when she looked at her younger brother.
After lunch, Gao Xiaoxiao didn't give Zhuang Hui and herself time to rest in the private room of the inn in order to rush back from the temple to participate in the falling flower show before dark, but planned to take a rest on the carriage to the mountain temple.
Zhuang Hui had no opinion on this, just because he could see it, Gao Xiaoxiao planned a lot for his birthday today.
He couldn't spoil her.
When there was less than a quarter of an hour left before the mountain temple, Zhuang looked back at the girl who was sleeping with her head tilted and leaning on his shoulder, shook her body gently, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiaoxiao, it's almost there." β
Resting on him in the past, he may find it difficult to imagine that he will one day speak so softly to anyone.
It was only after this moment really came that he realized that some things in the world changed naturally and naturally.
"Hmm...... How much longer? Gao Xiaoxiao was busy making a big table of dishes and cakes for Zhuang Hui at noon, the whole person was so tired that he couldn't do it, and he didn't open his eyes immediately when he heard his voice, but leaned his little head into his arms again.
Like a cat looking for a comfortable rest.
Zhuang Hui looked at her appearance of being extremely dependent on him, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled: "It's been less than a quarter of an hour." β
"Well, then call me later, I'll sleep a little longer......"
Not long after the girl's sleepy voice fell, a steady and long breathing sounded.
It looks like I'm asleep again.
Seeing this, Zhuang Hui didn't bother her anymore, but moved softly to the side, lowered his head and kissed her green silk.
"Okay, then you can sleep a little longer."
The mountain temple was built a hundred years ago, and the pilgrims who have come to this temple to pray for blessings in the past hundred years have all said that they are spiritual.
Therefore, after Gao Xiaoxiao and the two got out of the carriage, there were not a few pilgrims coming and going in the temple.
The temple in front of you looks like it's no different from an ordinary temple, it's the same apricot wall and blue tile, and behind the temple gate is a huge incense tripod.
Near Ding, there is also a stall specializing in selling incense sticks, and the stall owner is wearing a sea blue monk's robe, looking like a monk in the temple.
Gao Xiaoxiao brought Zhuang back here, and the main purpose was to pray.
But she is not interested in this person outside who everyone can wear a stick of incense.
Instead, he pulled Zhuang Hui's sleeve and led him all the way to the main hall of the temple, where the huge golden statue of the mountain god was placed.
Before she came, she could inquire about it, the most spiritual thing in this mountain temple is to worship and pray for the golden statue of the mountain god.
However, the things to be used for prayer are more special, and if you want to see the golden statue of the mountain god, you have to pay ten taels of silver.
After all, the temple still has to support so many monks, it is impossible not to make any money at all.
Gao Xiaoxiao can now share the wealth with her Fu Zheng Sect's second-generation cultivation body, and a mere ten taels of silver is nothing to her.
After generously giving the monk who led the way ten taels of silver for incense, she approached Zhuang Hui and whispered to him what form of pious worship he would pray for the most spiritual spirit next.
"That's it, do you understand? If you don't understand, remember to ask me again. β
The Buddha hall is heavy, and you can't make a loud noise, and you can finish the rest of this sentence with a loud voice.
During this period, because the two were too close, Zhuang Hui could almost feel the heat she sprayed on his earlobes and neck.
He got goosebumps all over his body, not to mention, and his eyes were a little hot.
After Gao Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he also knelt on Zhuang Hui's side, folded his hands and prayed earnestly.
Originally, when she was in this world, she didn't believe in this so-called thing of praying to God and worshiping Buddha.
But since she has already worn books, she thinks that it may be okay to believe in these things.
Her wish is extremely simple, hoping that she can successfully complete her mission and live her own life as soon as possible.
After praying, he got up from the futon with an incense stick, smiled and waited for Zhuang Hui to walk outside the main hall, and was able to speak loudly, so he asked him curiously what wish he made.
It's not like a birthday wish that won't work if she says it, so she doesn't shy away from anything, waiting for him to give an answer with an expectant face.
There was a ginkgo tree nearby that was growing just right, and the wind blew, sprinkling a few green ginkgo leaves.
One of them happened to land on the top of Gao Xiaoxiao's head, Zhuang Hui pinched the fallen leaves, and said with soft eyes: "What I promised is that I hope your wish can come true." β