Chapter 201 Bedroom Flower Candle (5000-word Chapter)

Author: Bachelor of White

Chapter 201 Bedroom Flower Candle (5000-word Chapter)

Xie Luohe's speech against the will of heaven seemed to have used a magic trick, shaking Zheng Xiu, who was unknown, from the camel's back.

"Let's go! Xiaomo! Xiaohe!"

Xie Luohe was proud and reached out to pull up Zheng Xiu who was inserted into the sand pit, threw it behind the camel, and laughed and held the pitiful "little river" that no one cares about, and rushed to the cicada valley in the past.

That arrogant attitude and an anxious look, when outsiders saw it, they were like a scene where an unscrupulous village leader forced a female girl to go up the mountain to be a husband to suppress her village.

Zheng Xiu was still confused when he was thrown on the bed by Xie Luohe.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Zheng Xiu asked with his eyes wide open.

Xie Luohe was confident: "You promised me!"

She stretched out three fingers and shook them.

The implication is "three things".

"I mean..." Zheng Xiu smiled bitterly: "Is it necessary to do this? I can't tell whether you are joking or to be honest."

Xie Luohe squinted his eyes and laughed: "I can't tell it? It's right if I can't tell it."

"I want to say..."

When the incident happened suddenly, Zheng Xiu was not pretentious, but he always felt something was wrong.

Xie Luohe's face suddenly approached Zheng Xiu, and the two of them almost touched each other.

She smiled and asked, "I'm not beautiful?"

Zheng Xiu shook his head: "No."

Xie Luohe suddenly took a two-step back, opened his arms and turned around, and his clothes fluttered. She asked again: "Does Fengbei's body smell good?"

this.

Zheng Xiu was stunned and shook his head.

Xie Luohe's smile froze, tears appeared on the corners of his eyes, and sorrow was hidden in his eyes: "Do you don't want to?"

Zheng Xiu's heart softened and couldn't bear to say, "I'm willing..."

He obeyed.

When Xie Luohe heard this, he changed his face and tears disappeared in the corners of his eyes. He laughed as if his plan had been successful and said, "Hehe, all men in the world are like right and wrong!"

Zheng Xiu reacted and was furious: "You cheated me again!"

"So what if you cheat, so what if you don't cheat? Two hundred years ago, you were not you, I am not me, and it is hard to come true. Since you think everything is fake, then at the end of my departure from Xie Luohe, what can you do to show kindness, coax me, and let me walk happily?"

Xie Luohe's words made Zheng Xiugang's nameless anger that was gushing out of "fraud" instantly disappear.

This is Xie Luohe.

No matter how she acted moody and talked nonsense in front of Zheng Xiu, she could always grasp Zheng Xiu's pain point at once, making it difficult for Zheng Xiu to be really angry and have nowhere to vent.

At the same time, this is also the most tangled thing that Zheng Xiu has been going on along the way.

He kept telling himself that the world in the painting was a false world, that he was not Gongsun Mo, and that Fengbei could not be Xie Luohe. But now, the real interaction between a woman named "Xie Luohe" and herself made it difficult for Zheng Xiu to believe that the pretty beauty in front of him was just composed of an illusory memory.

Once Fengbei returns, the Xieluo River will disappear, and the more "real" the Xieluo River acts, the more uncomfortable it will make Zheng Xiu.

When Fengbei came back, it seemed that Zheng Xiu himself "killed" a living "Xie Luohe".

Seeing Zheng Xiu silent.

Xie Luohe's fair fingers lifted Zheng Xiu's chin, and the two of them had their eyes intersected.

Xie Luohe smiled and said, "You are her great-grandfather Zheng, but you are also my little nerd. What does your relatives from Gongsun Mocheng have to do with great-grandfather Zheng?"

Zheng Xiu was stunned again when he heard this.

This logic seems to be...nothing.

It makes sense, he was speechless for a moment.

"It makes sense, right?"

Xie Luohe listened to Zheng Xiu's "voice" and smiled: "Besides, I, Xie Luohe, are you a casual person? How can I really commit myself to you? Don't dream. I just want to taste the joy of the wedding, listen to everyone laughing, put on my wedding dress, and have no regrets."

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was unable to be infected by the smile on Xie Luohe's face, and a faint sadness surged in his heart.

Seeing that Xie Luohe was convinced, he nodded with a smile and walked towards the door. Xie Luohe turned around again, facing Zheng Xiu, his hands were twisted behind him uneasy, and his face was filled with a gentle smile of joy and sorrow: "Even if it is only once, you can let me be willful, okay?"

Zheng Xiu was silent.

Xie Luohe's cheeks were bulging, and he raised his index finger hard: "Just once."

Zheng Xiu nodded: "Okay."

"yeah!"

Xie Luohe cheered and ran into the yard with jumping, leaving no trace.

Xie Hanfu ran faster than the thief this time. Zheng Xiu sat on the head of the bed and looked at the empty yard, stunned.

I thought to myself that Xie Hanfu was like this. Those who didn't know thought that Gongsun Mo was the one to be married. Zheng Xiu suddenly felt a sense of arrogance like being forced to take a concubine by an unscrupulous master, which was strange.

The "Gongsun couple" really became a "couple" incident, and it spread in the small Richan Town in half a day.

When Zheng Xiu tidied up his clothes and was about to go back to see the stall again, and became his "Boss Mo", his small pleasure boat was already full of men and girls from the scorching sun tribe.

"Congratulations!"

"I'm so happy!"

"Happy, happy!"

"So happy!"

"Now Boss Mo has really become the boss lady!"

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The simple desert nation spoke the simplest congratulations.

There is no thunderous thousand-word text or gorgeous words, but when their faces, which are full of vicissitudes and dust, is filled with joyful smiles from the bottom of their hearts, Zheng Xiu is also infected, as if he has really become the groom.

Zheng Xiu smiled and bowed his hand to return the gift one by one.

In the pleasure boat, Xie Luohe was not there, and there was a group of tribal children with bare butts having fun.

Every child is Xie Luohe's disciple. They have a simple bent bow on their backs with bare butts. They use a rope to circle the waist as a belt, and arrows without arrows are inserted inside.

"Hello, Master's wife!"

In the language system of the desert nation, men and women are not completely distinguished by appearance. The day before they saw Xie Luohe, they learned the respectful title of the Central Plains to call Xie Luohe "Xie Gong". Now that the news of their wedding was heard, the children gave Zheng Xiu a formal seniority in the blink of an eye - the master's wife.

Zheng Xiu couldn't laugh or cry, but couldn't scold him, and could only cry in his heart.

Who is the groom?

Who will marry whom?

Xie Luohe set the wedding date one month later, on August 15th. She said that everything was particularly round on this day, and it sounded festive.

In the tradition of the desert tribes, "red" is not the color they like to use when doing big things. For them, "red" is the color of "blood" and is used when offering sacrifices to heaven.

However, with Xie Luohe's insistence, the skillful woman in the tribe, began to harvest the best mulberry and hemp one month in advance. She had to go through various processes such as peeling, drying, rubbing, soaking, and boiling. Then, she collected the unique red blood fruits in the desert as dye, and incorporated them into bamboo silk unique to the Western Regions to make the bride's wedding dress.

In the town, the red lanterns were made early, and as the wedding date approached, they were added little by little to the streets of Chan Town.

"Do you know why I like this?"

Xie Luohe, who was busy being a bride, suddenly asked about Zheng Xiu one day.

Zheng Xiu didn't know.

Xie Luohe pointed to his ear.

"I'm tired of their intrigues. I hate hearing their smiles. I don't like to hear their sarcasm, and I don't want to hear their fear and fear of me."

When Xie Luohe said this, she smiled very happily. In Zheng Xiu's surprised gaze, Xie Luohe told Zheng Xiu that she had not fallen asleep well for many years, but she slept very well during this year of the Sunset Tribe.

Xie Luohe told Zheng Xiu in an extremely quiet and unremitting tone at that time.

"Here, I 'listen' their joy, listen to your heartbeat and unbearable, and I sleep peacefully."

In Zheng Xiu's complicated mood, time is getting closer and closer to the wedding day.

The ninth day of the eighth month.

Six days before the two of them married.

On a night full of stars and windless night.

An unexpected guest who was barefoot across the desert with a broken cloak arrived at Richan Valley.
To be continued...