Chapter 502 listen carefully to those who are deeply affectionate
"Hey, what are you looking at? He's a sinister person, and he's not a good person at first glance."
Fang Xiaoyu walked up to Wan Lei and slapped him on the head.
At this time, Wan Lei was lying on a table, his eyes looking back and forth, sometimes looking here, sometimes looking there.
"Shh!"
Wan Lei made a shushing gesture, then grabbed Fang Xiaoyu's shoulders and pushed her onto the table.
"Look at Tianshuzi, I just noticed that he has been staring at that Taoist nun. I asked him if he knew him. What else did he say? This is one of his Taoist nun friends. Bah, that's serious.
Friend? Despicable.
He must have fallen in love with her. This shameless old man didn't choose from so many young girls, but he chose this little Taoist nun..."
Snap!
Master Lei received another slap.
"Then why do you keep staring at her? Do you also have a crush on her little Taoist nun?
Oh, let me see, this little Taoist nun is at her most mature age, that small waist, that bulging front and back, that bit of stubbornness and sadness between her eyebrows, that free and easy way when drinking, tsk tsk tsk, it’s really
So provocative.
I like it all, go and strike up a conversation."
"Honey, you're too perverted now, and I look too out of place with you. You'd better stay away from me, don't lead me astray."
"Stop talking nonsense, there must be a story, just watch it honestly."
Two sly-looking people were lying on the table, looking back and forth at the others.
Tian Suanzi was sitting on a chair, holding the free drunk fairy wine in his hand, drinking it sip after sip, but his eyes remained motionless, his eyes always locked on a figure.
One hundred years later, I finally see you again.
Tian Suanzi wants to get up, talk to her, ask her where she has been these years, and see how she has been living these years...
He had too many things to say and too many questions to ask. He had been thinking and searching for a hundred years.
Finally, when he found her, he didn't dare to go there. He was full of words and didn't know where to start.
He was scared, he was uneasy, he was afraid that everything in front of him was just a dream, and after waking up from the dream, he was still lying in the snow.
Even if he walked over and simply said, "Long time no see," he wouldn't dare.
He didn't even know if he cared about her or if he just had an obsession.
For a hundred years, he had been searching hard and couldn't find it, but today, at a wedding banquet, he met him unexpectedly.
After meeting, they just said each other's name, and then the little Taoist nun turned around and walked away, sitting on a chair casually, drinking wine. She didn't know why she turned around and walked away, and she also had too many things to say.
He said that she didn't even know why she was sitting here and why she didn't leave directly. Was she sitting here waiting for him to come over and say something, even if it was just one sentence?
haven't seen you for a long time?
Does she hope?
Don’t you hope?
She doesn't know,
I didn’t dare to ask myself.
She just sat like this, she was equally flustered, frightened, uneasy, and anxious. She kept drinking, with a false smile on her lips, pretending to be free and easy, pretending to be calm.
She didn't dare to look at the familiar face and pretended to be indifferent.
She didn't notice that the jade finger holding the wine bottle was trembling slightly.
Both people were silent,
Two hearts, but they are noisy.
Her silence, the waves,
His silence was deafening.
Tiansuanzi hesitated for a long time, took a big gulp of wine, and stood up.
He finally mustered up the courage to take that step.
Qi Manyao jumped out and walked to the little Taoist nun.
Tiansuanzi sat down again.
At that moment, Wan Lei wanted to beat Slow Shake for the first time.
"Xiangu, Silu asked me to invite you over."
Qi Manyao smiled and took the little Taoist nun's hand and walked into the house.
"Ah? Ah, okay."
Before the little Taoist nun entered the house, she glanced at Tiansuanzi with a somewhat disappointed look.
That startling glance shattered all his courage.
"What are you calling me for?"
After taking a look at Feng Silu, who was looking at the mirror, the little Taoist nun found a stool to sit down and continued drinking.
"Auntie, I think you are bored sitting outside alone. You don't know anyone, so I asked you to come over and talk."
"What's there to say? I didn't even know you half a month ago."
The little Taoist nun stretched out one foot and put it on another stool, and put her left arm on the back of the chair, looking drunk.
"Oh, aunt, no matter what, blood is thicker than water. Look at you, you look like you are drunk all day long..."
"It's not like I'm acting crazy because I'm drunk, am I bothering you?"
"well."
Feng Silu sighed, there was nothing she could do about her cheap aunt who suddenly appeared.
"Honey, how's the painting going? Oh, it's very beautiful."
Sui Xiaohang walked in, hugged Feng Silu and praised her.
The little Taoist nun felt a trace of bitterness in her heart when she saw them laughing.
The lingering light illuminates a pair of picturesque faces, like a gentle old dream on a cardamom branch.
In the dream, she was also wearing a wedding dress, waiting for the handsome young man to marry her.
The good time has arrived.
The groom took the bride on his arm and came to the hall.
In front of the lobby, Sui Potian and Feng Silu's parents were sitting.
The big red word "Happy" stuck in the middle is particularly eye-catching.
Wan Lei, Fang Xiaoyu, Qi Manyao and others stood at the door, looking inside with smiles.
Tiansuanzi stood on the left, not daring to raise his head.
The little Taoist nun stood on the right, looking to the left and right.
"The good time has arrived, the bride and groom worship heaven and earth..."
"Two bows to the high hall..."
"Husband and wife pay homage..."
The little Taoist nun finally stopped looking around. She raised her head and looked at the person opposite.
The person opposite also looked at her.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very forced.
The little Taoist nun's eyes were cold, but she could not hide the throbbing fear in her heart.
Maybe I should pretend to be crazy while I'm drunk, leave a touch of lipstick in your arms, and then slowly sing about the past and let others be shocked.
But I can only pretend to be calm, and listen to those words of deep affection without looking at your familiar face. I can only drink in silence and act indifferently.
Do you know? I have imagined countless times that you found me, told me that you still loved me, that you wanted to marry me, and that you took me to the sedan chair, worshiped me in the high hall, and entered the bridal chamber.
But a hundred years later, looking back, you did nothing. Come to think of it, you have already forgotten me, the oath of love we once had, and the caution you put into every word.
But what you said...
You said you wanted to marry me,
You said it!
"When will you marry me?"
"Fuck!"
Master Lei was shocked and frightened.
Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help rolling her eyes, and she asked casually because of the situation, scaring this guy like this.
"Looking at your reaction, have you never thought about marrying me? Hehe, you scumbag."
"No, have you forgotten? In the fantasy world, at Sui Xiaohang's wedding, Slowly said these words, and then I turned around with a big grimace, which scared me to death."
"You are the ghost,"
He slowly shook his head and slapped Mr. Lei on the head.
"You two are bullying others in different ways, and then you show your affection in front of me. I will fight you both to the death."