With Gong Yueyue's skills, it was just a piece of cake to catch these two little girls. But the joke was just a joke after all. When she deliberately let go of the water and made the two girls run out of breath and their legs became weak, she finally
She grabbed Duo Ling and held her in her arms. "Keep running! Humph!" She sneered twice in an exaggerated manner, and then she buried her head in the child's little face.
"Ah hahaha! Don't kiss me! I know I was wrong!"
Now I know I was wrong, I'm afraid it's too late. A large piece of the half-dried ink on Gong Yueyue's face has been rubbed on her unceremoniously...
"And you, don't run away!" After Gong Yueyue put down Duoling with satisfaction, she launched a new round of pursuit of Xiangling.
The laughter continued until the shopkeeper and his wife picked up the two children. Before leaving the house, the proprietress did not forget to laugh and complain: "I laughed so crazy that I wet the bed again soon."
Gong Yueyue immediately picked up the door frame and smiled at the two girls who were blushing with shame and wanted to crawl into the hole: "Ah haha? What? I heard it! Wetting the bed again? It seems that someone has wet the bed before! Ouch!
It’s so embarrassing…”
"I hate my sister!" "I hate my sister so much!"
She turned back with satisfaction, and saw Zhao Changyuan walking silently towards her from the table. Without saying a word, he just stretched out his hand and gently wiped her ink-stained face.
"You seem to really like children." She tilted her head and asked him with a smile.
"The two of them are orphans." He said calmly, "They were abandoned by the guests in this inn."
Hearing this answer, the smile on Gong Yueyue's face gradually faded, replaced by surprise and shock.
"When I met them, I was thinking, if I can't go back alive, my children will have no father. What will they do, what will you do..." Zhao Changyuan dipped his hand into the cold white water on the table, and gently
Wiping her face gently, she spoke in a calm tone.
"Ziyi and Wanyue still have my father and mother in this world. And you, just like Xiangling Duoling, have been lonely and helpless since then. So when I see them, I feel sad. It's not that I like children so much, I
I like you. No matter when and where, I never rest."
At this point, the two people's eyes intertwined in the air, he was affectionate, and she was filled with tears. "Me too, I just deliberately made you angry, I didn't plan to leave..." She now
She regrets that she is always so venomous and mean-tongued. After all, Zhao Changyuan is an ancient man with conservative ideas. She should not always judge and treat Jiang Haoran based on his ability to bear.
Zhao Changyuan broke the ice and smiled, wiping away the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes. "I know. You have followed me here, can I still not believe you?"
She pouted and muttered: "Then you are still angry with me."
He held her hand and asked in an extremely serious manner: "Then do you think I will really provoke other women outside?"
"of course not."
He sighed, and then said helplessly: "I'm just like you. I can't control my narrow-mindedness, and I will suddenly become irrational and worry about gains and losses. I know it's wrong myself, but I just can't control my mood."
"Because I care too much." She gave the answer lightly, shook his hand vigorously, and leaned into his arms. Many things became clear because of this answer. They had been a couple for almost two years.
But after all, we get together less and stay apart more, spend less time together, and spend more time missing each other. In other words, we haven't gone through the love period yet, so to this day, there are still some seemingly childish and ridiculous behaviors between each other.
Obviously, Zhao Changyuan also realized this. "Madam, I have some requirements, and I hope you and I can fulfill them."
"you say."
He raised her face and asked her to look directly at him. "No matter how angry you are in the future, you are not allowed to take it seriously. As long as the other party bows his head, we will make peace. The most important thing is..." At this point, he put their hands on each other.
On the chest. "Don't let go of the other person's hand no matter what."
She nodded like garlic: "Yes! I promise!"
He smiled with satisfaction and said softly: "Come in."
"No more chatting for a while?"
"Close the door and do whatever you want..."
Early the next morning, Zhao Changyuan and his wife, Pan Jingyuan and He Yong finished breakfast and prepared to embark on the journey.
The store owner was sincere and reluctant to leave: "Are you leaving now? It's not too late to leave after lunch, right?"
Zhao Changyuan smiled and politely refused: "No, it won't be too late to get together again when we come back safely." If the delay continues, the evil young man may die of anxiety first.
The shopkeeper also knew that it would be inconvenient to force them to stay, so he told them one by one: "Okay then. Dry food, water and camels have been prepared for you. But your horse cannot be ridden in the desert. Remember to replenish it.
Moisture, such a good horse, don’t die of thirst.”
Zhao Changyuan patted his horse and said with a smile: "I know, don't worry."
Duo Ling and Xiang Ling pouted and lowered their heads in silence. They were completely different from the joy they had yesterday. Gong Yueyue thought of what Zhao Changyuan said to her last night, and felt sadness and reluctance in her heart.
. He walked up to them and touched their little faces, and comforted them in a soft voice: "Don't be unhappy. In a few days, why don't we bring my brother back to you?"
The two little guys were still silent. When they heard her words, they were about to cry with their mouths flattened. In the past, they just couldn't let go of "Brother Gong Yi", but this time they may also add this hateful "human trafficker".
Gong Yueyue had an idea and took off two hairpin flowers from her hair and put them on respectively. She then turned to Zhao Changyuan who was smiling and asked: "Doesn't it look good?"
He nodded heavily and said, "It looks good."
"Thank you sister!"
Just as the two girl dolls were about to throw themselves into Gong Yueyue's arms to act coquettishly or something, her next sentence completely ruined the atmosphere - "You can't wet the bed anymore, you are so grown up."
"My sister is the most annoying!"
All farewells must come to an end.
"Guys, have a safe journey!" The shopkeeper, Zhao Changyuan, Bad Young Master and He Yong high-fived each other goodbye. As they watched them go away, he said to his wife: "I only hate that I am old!"
Not far away, Gong Yueyue pointed to the huge horse held by Zhao Changyuan and asked: "Bad young man, they all left the horse, why don't you just leave it?" You can't ride it, and you have to ride it along the way.
Shit and pee, fed food and drink soup...
Zhao Changyuan smiled helplessly: "I didn't have time to tell you that it almost demolished the stables last night."
When Gong Yueyue heard this, she couldn't help but pat the horse's butt: "You bastard."
Then he said to Zhao Changyuan unconvinced: "I don't know what you grew up on. It's just that you are popular. Even this beast likes to cling to you."
Zhao Changyuan came closer to her and said with a smile: "You are even more amazing. I only love to stick to you."
Gong Yueyue's face was filled with sweetness, and her lips were smiling. When she looked up, she found Bad Young Master and He Yong shaking their heads and laughing.
He Yong saw that she was glaring at him, so he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you continue."
The evil young man also raised his eyebrows and added: "Anyway, we are used to it after spitting."
Zhao Changyuan didn't mind other people's opinions. But Gong Yueyue's mouth was never forgiving. She smiled ambiguously, walked from Zhao Changyuan to him, and said something sinister: "What are you two doing?"
What’s going on? We used to fight each other as soon as we met, but now we are more on the same page and understand each other more tacitly. We carefully create the spark of love. This is how many lovers come to be."
After saying this, she walked back to Zhao Changyuan with satisfaction, leaving only the bad boy and He Yong looking at each other.
After a moment of silence, the evil young man snorted coldly and said nonchalantly: "What are you looking at? Even if I like men, I don't want them to be ugly. A guy like a big white goose is pretty much the same."
He Yong was furious again: "Hey! Can you spit out ivory from your dog's mouth?"
"Try spitting out one first..."
When he heard "Dare I Ask Where the Road Is", he asked curiously: "What are you singing about? It's quite appropriate for the occasion."
She said nervously: "That's right, Wukong. My teacher feels the same way."
"Who is Wukong?" he asked.
"The four of us are going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Oh no, we are going to the West to save people. What a glorious thing this is. It is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Therefore, I will give each of you a Dharma name. Let the Bodhisattva remember you too.
This merit."
Seeing her talkative words, the bad boy found it interesting and asked with a smile: "Tell me, what nicknames have you given us?"
She stepped deeply into the sand, cleared her throat, and said seriously: "My husband's name is Wukong, and you are a bad boy... let's call him Wuneng, and He Yong is Wujing. Isn't it a good name?"
"
He Yong curled his lips: "Really, it's not that good."
The evil young man smiled with interest and asked, "Then why don't you give yourself a Dharma name?"
She immediately replied disdainfully: "I don't want to be a monk, so I don't want to be given a religious title."
The evil young man immediately laughed, shook his head and sighed: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you, madam."
After joking for a while, the four of them immersed themselves in marching for a while. This kind of intense march was not a big deal for Zhao Changyuan, Pan Ershao and He Yong. For Gong Yueyue, who was diligent in training, he never wanted to
For people who slack off on their physical fitness, it’s not a big deal.
But the vast sea of sand was too boring. So she sometimes fought with Zhao Changyuan's horse, sometimes scratched Zhao Changyuan a few times when the evil young man He Yong wasn't paying attention, and sometimes she opened her throat to torture other people's ears...
"The sky is raining with sand, and it is also laughing at me for being so stupid. Please stop pursuing the invisible footprints. The sky is raining with sand, and it is also concerned about me. Burying love in the sand, there is also news about you. You go.
Yes, just leave, don’t think about..."
Zhao Changyuan didn't like the lyrics of this song very much. Before she could finish shouting, he tugged on her sleeve and said, "Bah, this song is not good! Sing something else!"
She thought for a while and sang again: "My passion is like a fire, burning the entire desert. When the sun sees me, it will also avoid me, and it will also be afraid of my fire of love -"
This time it suited the appetite of these generals. (To be continued)