Holding his lower jaw, Yun Miao's fingers fiddled with the chessboard boredly, playing under the high stage, and slobbering happily at the end of his life, the dude next door was shocked by the fairy's half-melancholy and half-sad expression, and his eyes became hearts.
So she showed a little supernatural power, and the man was tricked by her and changed the name to the tune that everyone was watching with great interest, and he got a lot of angry scolding.
The Flower God laughed softly when he saw her now in a state of dismay, and easily won the game: "Looking at your appearance now, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven's love for you really makes you so at a loss?"
Yun Mao was suspicious: "How do you know?"
Ripple gave an impeccable reason: "As early as after His Majesty ascended the throne, he didn't hide his pursuit of you. This is a tacit secret in the heavenly realm. He sent you mermaid tears, worried that you would be safe and would not let you go. Catch the criminal, and everyone knows that he carried you through the imperial garden yesterday, how, when can I drink your wine?"
Is she actually a fan of the authorities alone? Yun Miao was silent, her loose eyes turned to a pinch of brightly blooming red flowers outside the window, and then a female voice under the stage sang a mournful and melodious voice:
"The waves of smoke have been misty and dreamy for a few times, and the beauty of the good times is innumerable. When the flowers are exhausted in spring, it will be a mistake to leave people alone in the twilight rain..."
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The ethereal figure of Yunmiao seems to have turned into a ray of melancholy singing, and the rain flowers scattered all over the sky.
Today, it is rare to take over the task of the rainmaster with his own hands. The water god who does not want to return to the sky takes a cold heart from a high place, flies up to the starry sky that once belonged to the night god, and looks down on the eternal earth with cold eyes.
The tired and staggering steps of the man in black, relying on Jin Mi's thin and thin shoulders, were so abrupt and eye-catching. Yun Miao was stunned that the God of War in the Heavenly Realm, who was once high above, was now lost in the dirty and smelly mud of ordinary dust, and turned into a slumped rogue ruffian.
"Phoenix, don't go to the Drunken Flower Building next time, I don't have the money to pay off your debt."
The beautiful Daughter of the Flower God has also turned into a pool of stinking ditch water, and can only pray for her only support now with shattered memories of innocence.
"What nonsense are you talking about, I haven't been there at all."
The proud phoenix in the heavens' love for the elf in the flower realm has finally become a joke. In the hundreds of years when the mortal world has reincarnated with memories, the ugliness of reality is the longest punishment for his insolence.
All the expectations of true love in the past were hit by the devil called the reality of life, but he couldn't escape the entanglement of Jinmi's reincarnation, and he couldn't go back to the world of the proud son of the past, so he simply indulged himself into paralysis, and enjoy her guilt and dependence with peace of mind.
Because over the past few hundred years, he has learned to deceive himself and others, and he has also learned to be despicable and shameless.
Jin Mi stared at him blankly, and then silently shed tears of remorse.
- The shattering of eachother's vows, the irony of the coolness of reality.
Yunmiao took out the dragon's inverse scale that was placed in her heart. On nights when she and Runyu couldn't be together all the time, she could sleep peacefully by smelling the familiar ambergris above.
When he hugged her desperately, they all smiled recklessly at each other.
At that time, they had nothing, but they were so carefree.
The warmth she adored was like jade, and the boy in white was like a meteor that radiated warm light in the clear night, giving her endless tenderness and happiness.
If there is really fate in the world, and there is a connection in his heart, then at this moment, does he miss her to the same extent?
Yunmiao opened his eyes suddenly, the memories were gone, and loneliness was breeding.
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Tonight, the moonlight on the star platform was so clear that people lost their power to hide it, and it even seemed that the young emperor on the high platform was hanging in shadow and standing alone, which made her heart beat too much.
In a trance, Yun Miao walked on the night wind, raised a charming faint smile, and her relieved eyes flashed with an arrogant brilliance. She drove away the desolation of his high place, and for the first time, took the initiative to walk to his side.
"You're here."
The two of them looked at the affection in each other's eyes tacitly, as if those ridiculous and naive conflicts and contradictions had never existed. They were in this boundless night, and the only light source was each other's tacit desire. So he took her hand and his tone was extremely serious.
"Xiaomiao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
He had been stubbornly waiting for her acceptance.
She had been stubbornly avoiding his affection.
"You don't have to wait any longer."
Runyu smiled, he had waited too long for this step for her, and now she finally came to his side, admitting her admiration for him, Yunmiao's provocative breathing, colliding kisses, and lingering fragrance, let him fill his chest at this moment and let out a low sigh. Then she was about to leave, this time it was his turn to stop, continue, let her stop without reservation and stay for him for a long time at this moment.
"From now on, I will always be with you."
This is the way of God, the life of sentient beings, all he asks for is only one person in his heart, and the white head will return together.
Good thing,
Over there,
Belongs to them,
Forever.
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