"This is the first time we have visited the night market in the Western Jin Dynasty. However, we have met here too. Do you still remember the bridge?"

Feng Lixue sneaked into Ling Guqing's chest, and she snuggled gently on Ling Guqing's shoulders, allowing his tall body to block the abortion.

"Of course I remember."

Ling Guyan didn't care about Feng Lixue, so he nodded, his low-melt voice exuded a bit of nostalgia.

He still remembers the man under the bridge who could sacrifice his life for him, no, he should be a woman.

And it was a woman with a clear smile, with a bright brilliance in her eyes, which splendidly splendidly.

"Hold my hand."

Feng Lixue pulled his strong and powerful arms.

Now the cars are like flowing water, horses are like dragons, and the lights are intertwined, and the figures of the two walking side by side seem to be independent of the world. Every section of the road they have walked hand in hand is worthy of their reminiscence.

I walked around several intersections with a familiarity and listened to the sound of gurgling water coming out in my ears.

Several times of flowing light and a few rays of redness rendered by lovesickness are coated with resentment and sadness, soaking every bridge that lies across the world.

This bridge is filled with willows, snow and smoke, carrying wind and rain, but never changes its standing posture. A legend that has been passed down through the ages is engraved in the gaps above the smoke waves and mists.

Time flies, time passes, and personnel changes. When you look back suddenly, everything seems to have become too fast. Many people gather and part; many things come and go.

Walking on the rocks that have been washed by history for hundreds of years, touching the condensing horizontal railings. Leaning on the bridge, savoring the tenderness that is unspeakable among the water. The moonlight shatters into pieces in the water, and is pieced together in a mess and turns into layers of shining ripples.

Feng Lixue stared at the gentle man in front of her, and the sweet feeling spreaded into her limbs and bones.

"Why do you want me to help me get it?"

"You will know why, who you are, who you are."

A strange answer to Gu Yanxiu.

"Then you don't hate me and you fall in love with me?"

And I saw Feng Lixue, who has always been proactive and bold.

At this time, she reached out to hold his thick shoulders, her tone as gentle as the flowing water under the bridge. A head of beautiful black hair poured down, like a thin mountain spring, flowing through the jade arms raised by Feng Lixue.

And at this time she was just testing his heart for her.

And she continued: "I didn't know it before. It turns out that men like you will become obedient as long as they get pushed."

Feng Lixue boldly reached out and pinched his straight nose, with a sweet voice with a little smile, which was like a bell ringing in the night wind, which was particularly nice.

If other people had not spoken this teasing words in front of Ling Guyu, they would have no chance to continue.

However, facing the woman he had no way to deal with since childhood, at this moment, Anyang Zhaochen was helpless, and then a slight wave appeared on the corner of his lips, showing an unkempt smile.

"Hua Yingyue, are you satisfied with this?"

"I'm almost satisfied, but I really don't like people like you when teasing you."

Feng Lixue knew that Ling Guqiu seemed to be in a good mood today, so she didn't want to anger him at this time. She pursed her lips and chuckled, her clothes were flying, and her cloak was dancing lightly under the moonlight.

Stepping down the bridge, breathing the fresh air, made her feel particularly comfortable.

I haven't come out for a long time to breathe, and I really miss this feeling.
Chapter completed!