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Squeak——
Pushing the door open, the moon rises above the sky, and under the moon stands a young man as rich as jade, with an ape's back and a wasp's waist. He is stunningly beautiful, and his whole body exudes the aura of a gentleman and a scholar.
Standing there motionless, with clear wisdom in his eyes and a smile on his lips, he is like a great Confucian who has seen through the world and gone through vicissitudes of life, encompassing everything.
Xu Jiaorong is slim and graceful, with a crimson face. She is wearing a white gown. She has an exquisite body, with bulging front and back, plump and attractive, like a ripe peach, so sweet that people can't help but take a bite.
Give it a try.
"In this courtyard, I used the Ten Thousand Talisman Returning Formation to attract the vitality of heaven and earth, and watered it all the time. Every person's temperament, washed by the vitality every day, was unconsciously and subtly changing, and the quality of the body was increasing day by day.
"
"I remember when I was watching The Legend of White Snake, Xu Jiaorong became as plump as a fat aunt when she got a little older. But now, because of practicing the **Zhen Jing's Nourishing Yin Chapter, she has become a woman who has nourished Yin and nourished her face.
Eight changes, but it becomes more and more beautiful."
Looking at Zhang Yutang who was looking at him blankly, Xu Jiaorong's face was hot, her hands unconsciously pinched the corners of her clothes, and kept rubbing them. There was a numbness in her soft voice:
"Sir, it's so late, what do you want from me?"
Hearing Xu Jiaorong's voice, Zhang Yutang trembled all over. The voice was too soft, like a woman's fingers gently grazing the skin, and his whole body trembled:
"It's not too late. Look, after a heavy rain, the moon rises, the stars shine, and the air is filled with a fresh fragrance. I have nothing to do, and I want to invite the girl to go for a walk in the yard, in front of the flowers and under the moon.
, talk about the direction of life, discuss how the ideal boat should sail, etc."
"Um"
Xu Jiaorong nodded slightly and murmured:
"Everything is up to you. Wherever you say you want to go, go there."
"good!"
He quickly turned around, no longer daring to look at Xu Jiaorong's shy and timid appearance. The two of them walked in front of one another in silence, like two men and women having a private tryst. There was a strange atmosphere in the air.
"Miss Xu, are you already twenty-nine years old this year?"
Zhang Yutang looked at the delicate and bright wildflowers that became more beautiful after the rain and wind blew. He took a deep breath. The quiet fragrance entered his lungs with his breath and spread out, making his whole body feel comfortable.
"Unknowingly, we have known each other for more than five years. I remember that when we first met, I was only eight years old and didn't understand anything. Now I am fourteen years old, and my years are so long that I can't count the years."
"Um!"
Xu Jiaorong nodded and responded slightly. An eighteen-year-old girl is already considered a big girl. I remember the last time I went back to the security hall to visit my father, my father said that there were many girls near the security hall, thirteen, four, ten.
Wu and Liu have already married other people and started their own lives.
But I have been waiting hard, waiting, time is not forgiving, and there are only a few people at my age who are not married yet.
But the figure in my heart, the god-like young man, has never spoken, but how can I, a girl, do so?
Today, are you finally going to say those words in your heart?
He raised his head slightly and saw the young man in front of the flower, and his heart started beating loudly.
There are fallen flowers at the young man's feet. The breeze blows and his clothes are flying. He is like a banished immortal standing looking at the moon, free and uninhibited.
Looking at all these picturesque scenes, Xu Jiaorong's eyes were blurred:
"If you can hold hands together, even if you give me the whole world, I won't care."
Thinking, thinking, my face turned red and my skin became hotter and hotter. I was afraid that Zhang Yutang would see through my thoughts. I took a few steps forward and came to Zhang Yutang. I reached out and picked a flower and put it on my nose.
In front, sniff gently.
Looking at the girl standing in front of me holding flowers, she is bright and charming, with a cymbidium-like texture, and I somehow remembered this sentence:
"Huh? The golden hairpin slipped away, and he walked away in shame. He leaned against the door and looked back, smelling the green plums."
"How shameful!"
Hearing this, Xu Jiaorong's entire face suddenly turned red, and her slender and fair neck was also stained with a thrilling blush. The blush extended downwards to the slight bulge. The round and perfect shape attracted the young man's attention.
:
"No wonder people in this era are getting married so early. It turns out that everything is already ripe and is just waiting for it to fall into place."
"It's a pity that the goddess has feelings and Prince Xiang has no intention. How should I say such a thing so as not to hurt others or myself."
Feeling the glances coming towards her, Xu Jiaorong lowered her head even further and said timidly:
"Sir, you came out to me, what's the matter?"
Zhang Yutang withdrew his gaze, with a slight smile on his face:
"Miss Xu, there is something I want to say to you. For a moment, I just don't know how to say it. It's a bit hard to say."
"Are you going to confess your love to me?"
Xu Jiaorong's heart was beating like thunder, and she encouraged her loudly:
"You can say whatever you want, and say it boldly. If you don't say something, you will regret it for the rest of your life. Once something happens, even if you can go back to the past, you won't be the same as before."
"Then I said, you must not be angry."
Zhang Yutang hesitated, whether it was in his past life or this life, as a love idiot, he really didn't know how to deal with the situation at hand.
"As the saying goes, fate is determined by fate, and fate is determined by man. It is also said that lovers come thousands of miles apart to share the beauty of the moon. There is also a saying that fate brings us thousands of miles to meet each other, and we will be reunited before our eyes."
While muttering to himself, his eyes secretly watched the changes in Xu Jiaorong's demeanor:
"The saying goes on to say that you are the wind and I am the sand. The saying goes on to say that fate has long been destined to come together and separate. The saying goes on to say that people always have to learn to grow up. It is inevitable to struggle in life and find a home for your heart -,
As the saying goes..."
"What an idiot. What do you want to say? You won't be happy. I've been waiting for you for so many years, and you still can't see my feelings."
Xu Jiaorong looked at Zhang Yutang who kept repeating common sayings, and couldn't help but said:
"Except as the saying goes, sir, if you want to say anything, just say it loudly, I won't mind."
Zhang Yutang was stunned:
"You really don't mind. You are not afraid of being sad and crying. You are not afraid of being sad and heartbroken. I didn't expect you to be so strong. Then I will say it. I really said it."
"Um!"
Xu Jiaorong nodded. For a moment, she felt that her young master looked so verbose for the first time in so many years:
"If you have anything to say, say it loudly and hold it in your heart. It will hurt people."
"Then I really said it."
Zhang Yutang mustered up his courage and looked Xu Jiaorong directly in the eyes:
"For so many years, Miss Xu has taken good care of me. I am deeply moved. After many tossings and turns and deep thinking, I want Miss Xu to be my sister. Are you willing to have such an incompetent brother like me?
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"elder sister!"
Xu Jiaorong trembled all over and felt that her heart was broken.
Is this the result of waiting for so many years?
The wind sheds tears, people are intoxicated, and they miss each other so much without any regrets.
Do you still remember that the bright moon was there at that time, and it illuminated the colorful clouds returning home? Do you still remember that the little swift swallows flew together, and the people in front of the flowers were dying?
Is this all over? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)