Qingqing stood up, patted her butt, looked up at the sky, and jumped around to look for the stars.
Yunxing was putting on makeup in the lounge, and An Yuan tied up the white gauze and gently fastened it to her long, jet-black hair.
Lifting his eyes, he saw Yunxing in the mirror, who was already stunningly beautiful without any makeup. He was filled with emotions. An Yuan chuckled softly: "Little Yunxing is very beautiful."
Yun Xing smiled playfully, blinked, and asked him: "Brother Anyuan, do you have something to tell me?"
After a long silence, Yunxing stood up and hugged him.
"elder brother."
Anyuan held her waist with his hands, and said in a gentle and clear voice: "Thank you, Xiao Yunxing."
"Um?"
“The lighthouse is on and all the drifting ships are docking.”
Yunxing is a lighthouse in the fog. He and Fu Jingshen are both lonely boats that have been swimming in the huge waves for a long time.
Now that the fog has dissipated, we can finally return.
Yunxing rested his head on Anyuan's shoulder: "No, you are also my light."
You are also my light.
Anyuan's lips curved.
Yes, use "you".
Not only Yunxing, Fu Jingshen is not his light.
The existence of Fu Jingshen and Yun Xing made Anyuan feel that most of the world is beautiful.
Qingqing, who came a few steps late and was lying by the window, heard the footsteps and turned to look at the person. His face changed and he coughed loudly.
"cough--"
"Ahem——"
"Cough cough cough——"
I was about to cough up the tuberculosis. I turned my head and looked back into the room. The two of them were still hugging each other! Sweating breaks out on Qingqing forehead.
Stop hugging me, stop hugging me, boss, your jealousy tank is coming! ! !
Fu Jingshen's eyebrows were cold, and he glanced at Qingqing squatting by the window. He opened the door and saw that the two people in the lounge were sitting on chairs talking and laughing.
Looking at Qingqing from the corner of his eye, he raised the wine bottle in his hand and faced Anyuan. The child said angrily: "Po Anyuan, have you touched my wife?"
Yunxing half-closed her eyes, her long curved eyelashes hiding the guilty look in her eyes.
In fact, it's nothing. The main reason is that Fu Jingshen, a bitch, is jealous and won't let go, which is a headache.
Anyuan shrugged and waved his hand: "Bring me the evidence."
Fu Jingshen looked at him carefully, and finally chose to ignore him: "A Xing, come here."
Yunxing stood up, lifted up the hem of her skirt with both hands, and walked towards him in a suit and leather shoes. When she got closer, she stumbled and kissed him on the chin: "Fu Jingtan, you are so fierce!"
One slap and one candy.
Fu Jingshen narrowed his eyes and lowered his head, with danger in his eyes: "Are you supporting Anyuan?"
Yasumoto: “.......”
Yunxing: "......"
As soon as his expression changed, Yunxing put his hands on his hips: "Fu Jingshen, try being more aggressive!"
Fu Jingshen put away his rebellious look, pursed his lips, and then said with a hint of grievance in his voice: "I don't dare anymore~"
Qingqing: "Tsk, tsk, tsk~"
Yunxing held her skirt in one hand and held his arm in the other: "Let's go, they can't wait any longer."
As soon as the two left, only Qingqing and Anyuan were left.
Qingqing touched her nose and felt a little sorry for Anyuan: "I want to know how you survived under the claws of these two devils?"
Anyuan put one hand in his pocket, thought for a while, and smiled slightly.
It was his first time to practice close combat. Xiao Yunxing was afraid that he would be beaten badly by his uncle, so the sleepy man sneaked into his uncle's room at night and took laxatives.
Fu Jingshen meant it every time he beat him, and he meant it when he didn't let him go ahead when he went on a mission.
Not the devil's claws.
It is the devil's protective cover.
Anyuan did not answer the question directly. He was in a good mood and joked to Qingqing with a smile: "Can one leg jump so fast now?"
She seemed...to lie at the window and listen for a long time.
Qingqing: "????"
Anyuan chuckled: "Qingqing?"
There was a kind of magic in his voice that made Qingqing nod subconsciously: "Huh?"
"My name is Anyuan."
"Well, I already knew that."
An Yuan raised his eyebrows, but did not answer. He smiled and said to her, "Let's talk next time." Then he turned around to chase Fu Jingshen and Yun Xing.
Lifting up the tail of Yunxing's skirt, An An followed behind.
The cemetery had long been filled with ghostly soldiers, and when they saw Yunxing, a faint smile appeared on everyone's serious face.
With a swing of the spear, a long and loud gunshot sounded from the cemetery.
Every tomb is filled with liquor.
Various wine bottles were also placed at the feet of the soldiers.
After the gunfire, there was an incomparable silence.
Fu Jingshen looked sideways at Yunxing.
He was so scared, afraid that Yunxing wouldn't like this kind of wedding.
Yunxing smiled calmly: "Didn't you say there weren't many people there?"
Fu Jingshen looked at her.
Yunxing looked around Western Zhou and held Fu Jingshen's hand: "There are many people."
"These are all new faces I've never seen before, with drinks in their hands."
"Fu Jingshen, they are smiling at me and saying, 'Hello, brother and sister.'"
The eyes of the ghost soldiers present turned red.
Fu Jingshen raised his hand to wipe away the silent tears from the corners of her eyes: "What else did they say?"
"They said, 'A Shen is a lucky boy.'"
Yasumoto's eyes.
Little Yunxing is comforting everyone who is in a sad atmosphere.
No one in Ghost Shadow is called by their real name, they are all code names.
Fu Jingshen held back his sadness: "I'm sorry to marry you in this way, but Ah Xing, they want to see you so much."
I want to see the little girl Fu Jingshen talks about every day, and I want to know what his eyes like stars would look like when he talks and laughs.
I want to know what kind of faith the captain, who will rise from the pile of dead bodies no matter what, really has.
Yunxing patted Fu Jingshen on the shoulder: "This is the best, I'm very satisfied."
Yunxing ignored her white wedding dress and sat cross-legged on the floor. She picked up the wine in front of the tomb, took off the lid, and poured half of it on the ground.
"Sorry, I seem to be a little late."
He raised his head and took a sip: "I won't go home until I'm drunk today. Thank you for taking care of Ah Shen."
Fu Jingshen pursed his thin lips into a thin line.
Sit down next to her.
All the ghost soldiers put away their guns and sat down cross-legged.
Open the bottle cap, take a long sip, and then sing a thin and long-lasting military camp love song.
Ah Yue wiped away her tears and cried uncontrollably: "Help, it's so touching!"
Mu He took out a handkerchief and handed it to her: "Don't cry too loudly, it will scare away the apprentice's soul that he finally recovered."
Ah Yue: "????"
The atmosphere slowly changed, and everyone's faces turned to smiles. Mu He said softly: "Ah Yue, don't cry like this at our wedding."
"What spiced spicy fart did you make? Am I such a crybaby?"
She's missing the point.
He is indeed a little fox with a weak brain.
Mu He laughed out loud: "You really shouldn't cry like this at the wedding."
"So cute... makes me want to kiss you."
"ha?"
So her crying like that last night was the culprit that caused her to suffer a night?
