Chapter 1962: Ancient Tomb Beads (17)

What to marry when you meet.
Certainly impossible.
What's more, this person is Mr. Xu, who has been famous for thousands of years. It is even more impossible to have such a thing.
And here is not modern.
In modern times, these things have been covered with dust and can no longer be used, and buried deep underground with the owner.
But now it is in front of us, but it is a beautiful and glamorous palace. Everything is new and romantic.
There are only two explanations.
Either, it is just like the one just seen at the Buddhist temple. It is just a thousand years ago.
But this explanation must be wrong. Because the hypothesis is just an image, Mr. Xu can't talk to her.
So there is only one explanation.
This is... illusion.
Although everything looks real, the lanterns and red candles are burning and the flowers are fragrant.
But Yu Chu clearly knows that there is no such thing in reality, only ancient tombs and dust.
This illusion is too beautiful.
Beauty, flowers, and weddings...
If it is a female tomb thief, I am afraid that after seeing the illusion, I would rather stay in the illusion forever.
She was taken to the high platform and looked at the grand banquet below. Although no guests arrived, the whole palace was a wedding, and it was still romantic.
"Mrs." The elegant voice.
Yu Chu turned back and looked at Xu Shen’s face. The beauty of the beautiful face is indifferent, the appendix is ​​like a light wind, and the long eyelashes are reflected in the clear ripples.
He gently hooked her hand, the string of beads was warmer than his body, rubbing her wrists, gentle and high, with a quiet texture.
The thousand-year-old beauty of the red dress leaned over and hooked the girl's hand to finish the wedding.
He slightly evoked his lips, always a light and elegant face, and finally showed a seemingly cheerful expression.
Yu Chu just took out his hand and heard the voice of the other party's breeze. "It's time to enter the house."
When he said this, Xu Shen was slightly decapitated, still a compassionate and gentle attitude, but the hand wearing the beads, but gently rubbed the girl's arm, the smile looked unclear.
Yu Chu thought that this illusion is really realistic.
She was led into the bedroom, and after a layer of romantic gauze, Xu Shen smiled warmly, and the soft voice contained some deep meaning, with some charm in the fire.
"Is the lady nervous?"
Yu Chu heard this question, picked up an eyebrow and raised his hand to pick up the deep chin. The beautiful line looked white in the candlelight. She said: "Are you nervous?"
Although it is a fantasy, it can't lose momentum.
The other person smiled slightly, raised his hand and gently opened her fingertips, holding the finger in the palm of his hand.
Yu Chu feels that this illusion can almost stop here. The attitude of the other party is very embarrassing, but this is only the first time to meet. Does she have something to attract, so that when he meets, he decides to go to bed?
On the bed, the gentle beauty gently faded the wrist beads, and leaned over with a touch of Zen.
Yu Chu stared at the other side, gently pumping out his wrist and lifting his chin indifferently: "Enough, what kind of tricks are you playing? Just say it."
Xu Shen lived.
His gentle and clean eyes, the color slowly deepened, the pale lips slightly open, the attitude is still the breeze, not too slow: "What?"
"What purpose do you have?" The girl leaned back behind the bed. "I can't marry you."