Chapter 391: .Moon Moonlight ex-girlfriend (29)

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One day, Lin Lang leaned against the window to watch the blooming Begonia.
It's another autumn time.
She was admiring the beautiful scenery, with footsteps coming from behind, the other party skillfully grabbing her waist and the tip of her nose touching her shoulder intimately.
"Lang Jun, did you go down so early today?"
The posterity murmured softly, and said, "Tian Gong is beautiful, it is rare to clear, do you want to go outside?"
"Okay."
She promised.
"Then change clothes first."
He had already prepared to hand her a cyan palace dress.
"Want to change clothes?" Lin Lang raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Everyone said they were going to go for a walk. How can they have fun without disguising themselves?"
"Well, what you said makes sense."
Half an hour later, in the name of procurement, a young led the court lady out of the palace gate guarded by heavy soldiers.
Going far, the glanced around, took a few steps back to hold the hand of the maid, and rubbed the back of the hand while walking, "Okay, you can now raise your head."
Lin Lang relieved.
"Frightened?" He asked with a smile.
"That's not true." She caressed her chest and was about to complain. Yu Guang glanced at an old man carrying a rock sugar gourd handle and immediately excited. "Lang Jun, look, it's a sugar gourd."
"Yes."
"What did you do when you saw it?"
Like when he was a child, Lin Lang spoiled his sleeve.
"Not only did I see it, I'm not stunned yet."
He reached out and tapped her head.
"Oh, it hurts."
Lin Lang shouted in pain.
"Did you forget that your toothache was just right?" The emperor was helpless. "Drinking three pots and six small bowls of astringent medicine hasn't cured your gluttonous disease?"
"Then, I will eat one, and I will give you the rest, OK?"
Ome whispered.
His heart twitched suddenly.
"Then ... it also works."
After all, Brother Zhuma couldn't bear Sister Ome, and the pitiful appearance would be unbearable.
"Old man, I will buy one."
He took a few coins from his waist.
The hot candied calabash just got his hand, and the little greedy cat couldn't wait to climb his arm and opened his mouth waiting to be fed.
"you……"
Child?
His throat couldn't help itching, and at this angle he could even see the prominence in her row of glutinous rice teeth.
When she was growing this fang, she was just nine years old, and she hummed in pain.
He remembered that it was almost her worst temper.
But it's also very cozy.
He occasionally lied to her and waited for her teeth to grow and no longer hurt, so she took her to eat delicious food on the street.
The little girl burst into tears and laughed in a flash, shouting at him 凉 Brother Yu, you are so nice.
Zhou Xuecheng handed over the string of hawthorn wrapped in syrup. She took a bite carefully and narrowed her crescent-like eyes.
He glanced at it, and reached out to pinch the sugar dregs on her lips and put it in his mouth.
"Um, it's sweet."
He meant something.
The other party was not thinking about it, still staring at what was in his hand.
Zhou Xuecheng looked at her small look, teased her heart, and ate with a few clicks.
Even the frosting was licked clean.
She will not be left at all.
"Childish ghost."
She said dissatisfiedly, turned and walked forward.
The cyan sleeve was held by the man, clutched in the palm of his hand.
"What? Don't touch me."
The other party turned back fiercely.
"Many people, don't go too fast."
On the street where cars are flowing like horses and dragons, the young wore a blue-grey peacock-patterned official uniform. The cold colors unexpectedly set off his sober and beautiful, his eyebrows were straight, but his eyes were as clear as glass beads, like the sky behind him The image is as clean as a wash.
I am afraid that you will forget me behind you in a blink of an eye.
His lips closed, as if to say something.
Lin Lang could not hear clearly.
She bowed her head and leaned in, "What are you talking about?"
"Do you want to know?" He raised an eyebrow.
Perhaps it is far away from the palace, this person rarely shows a juvenile frankness, deliberately teasing his beloved girl, "Then I will not tell you."
"If you don't say it, don't say it, who is rare."
Her green fingers poked at the man's chest, "Zhou, Xue, Cheng! This is what you said, remember, bore me in my heart, and I won't be able to say anything in the future."
When Xiao Qingmei got angry, she would call him by name and surname.
"Okay, I was wrong."
"Oh, this is wrong? Why don't you have the guts? What is the bloodiness of your boy's husband?"
"What is guts?" He thought pretendingly, "Is it important to have a small life?"
The sweetheart was amused by him, and the small hand took the initiative to hook his tail finger, tangled, loving and loving.
"This time the palace will show mercy and forgive you."
The two were walking in the lively crowd, and Lin Lang asked him, "What did you want to say just now?"
Zhou Xuecheng pretended to be stupid, "What do you say?"
"Forget it, don't ask you. Let you suffocate."
Lin Lang blinked at him slyly, and his attention was quickly drawn to the nearby sugar painting booth.
"Want to eat?"
"Lang Jun ..."
She was obsessed with people and opened her eyes like smoke and smoke.
Since the posthumous ceremony, he has rarely been able to reject her deliberately careful machine.
"Okay, just buy it for you."
He really looked like you couldn't help it, but honestly, he followed a group of children and formed a long line.
In order to fear Lin Lang lost, he also led people to join him.
The two adults, still an and a maid, were particularly eye-catching among the children.
This kind of bad behavior of pulling people into the water made Lin Lang couldn't help but stepped on his shoe several times and rolled out the stamp.
The man's face was light and soft.
"Well, you're the one who wants sugar, don't cry if you have a toothache."
"No, it's not a child."
Zhou Xuecheng watched people grabbing the thin rods cut from bamboo pieces, staring at the patterns with doubt.
"Lang Jun, is this ... a little pigeon?"
The only sugar paintings that children want are mostly insects, birds and beasts.
Lin Lang thought that this man would give her a pleasant surprise, and Tiffany's surprise. Whatever she thought was a fat pigeon with a lively chest, her bulging stood up, and she was particularly energetic.
"Little Greedy cat, don't you remember? On your birthday at the age of seven, you suddenly shouted to eat meat. Lang Jun couldn't do anything. He ran across the entire hillside, and finally caught you."
"What's the matter?" The other party frowned in confusion. "Why doesn't Jinniang remember?"
He squeezed her nose.
"Forget such important things? You should fight."
But for her, Xing Xu is an ordinary pigeon, which is not normal.
He remembered clearly because he ran for a long time without catching anything. The 12-year-old brother couldn't bear his sister's disappointment, so he caught the pigeons he had domesticated for two years and baked them.
As the crown prince of Donggong, he was ordered to forbid pets to avoid bereavement of playthings. Only this kind of messenger pigeons are allowed to be contacted, which is also his first pet.
Afterwards, he specially dug a pit, buried its body neatly, and erected a small monument.
Can be considered a master-servant relationship.
At that time, the twelve-year-old believed in the reincarnation of the local government, and sincerely hoped that the pigeon would not be reborn in his house in the future, otherwise the next time he could not catch the prey, he would sacrifice his sister's five organs.
That's much embarrassing.
Of course, he could not tell her the secret.
Otherwise, the little girl will blame herself again.
"Hey, there are people doing tricks over there, let's take a look." In order to avoid being beaten, Lin Lang changed the subject.
"Then go."
He was holding people tightly, as if he could exhaust all his life.
In the blink of an eye, the night when the lantern was first lit up.
The river is lit by the stars.
"Uh--"
The water waves ripped apart.
I saw a brightly painted painting, and a slender boat waggled slowly.
A long figure stood at the stern, his shoulders undulated slightly, and he dived the bamboo pole into the water. One row after another, the boat broke through the cascading waves and steadily drove on the river.
The boatman is a handsome young man with a thin dress and a narrow waist.
The wind and waves were calm and the scenery was beautiful, but only the girl at the bow was reflected in his eyes.
She held a lotus lamp in her hands, and when the heart of the lamp glowed red, she bent down and handed the lotus lamp into the water.
His fingertips touched the water and pushed the small lamp away.
"Are you making a wish?"
The boatman asked softly.
"Um ... don't tell you."
She looked back and smiled lightly.
"What do you want?"
Zhou Xuecheng asked again.
"Don't tell you what I said." Lin Lang's eyebrows were raised. "Who told you not to hide from me."
"You don't say ... I know."
He drew up the bamboo pole in the water, splashed the beads, and switched to the other side to continue to paddle.
"I do not believe."
Lin Lang deliberately lifted the bar with him.
"You're not a roundworm in my stomach, how can you know what people are thinking?"
Zhou Xuecheng chuckled, "If you want to know what a person is thinking, it's actually very simple. You just need to look at her wholeheartedly, thinking about her, thinking about her, so all the details of her body are nowhere to hide."
The sentiment in his eyes was too hot, and Lin Lang didn't look too far, and returned, "Do you know what I'm thinking about now?"
"know."
Positive and clear voice.
"You don't actually like to put river lights."
Lin Lang turned to look at him.
"You just acted casually. You put the light in one hand, and when splashing water, you don't care if the light boat gets wet. Am I right?
"Well, this is your pass. What else?" Lin Lang pulled the hair that fell to his cheek.
A round of toads leaned on the willow branches, and the branches hung down to the shore, soaking the new shoots.
His voice became more misty in the water.
Also said-
I know, you want to kill me.
"Speaking without proof."
He smiled.
The smile is a bit lonely.
"I said, to know what a person is thinking, you just need to look at her wholeheartedly, not tolerating others."
He watched for two years.
Also concealed himself for two years.
Widow knows.
What you like is not the widow who is in power now.
Nor is it, the older brother Zhou who folded grasshoppers for you all night.
Green plum bamboo horse, two small no guess.
After all, it is wishful thinking.