Luo Ziqing's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and then she picked up the wine glass casually, and said with a gentle smile: "Sister Yue is outstanding in appearance, and she is the best woman in the Protoss."

"Is that virtuous nephew willing to marry Yue'er as his wife? The virtuous nephew and Yue'er are childhood sweethearts, if the virtuous nephew is willing, the uncle will marry Yue'er to you"

didn't expect Long Xingtian to be so straightforward, Luo Ziqing was slightly stunned, quickly came back to her senses in a moment, stared at Long Xingtian, and said in a deep voice: "Such a big thing, can Sister Yue know?" ”

"Yue'er doesn't know yet, but even if she knows, she is willing" Long Xingtian smiled deeply, raised his hand to take out something from his arms, and handed it to Luo Ziqing, "Nephew Xian, look at it, what is this?" ”

Luo Ziqing took it suspiciously, unfolded it gently, and what Long Xingtian handed him was an embroidered garment, the brocade cloth was plain white and did not have much decoration, only the lotus flower was tattooed on the hem and cuffs.

"Do you remember that your uncle once asked you if you liked lotus flowers?"

Luo Ziqing nodded, her eyes flickered slightly, could it be ......

As if he knew what Luo Ziqing wanted, Long Xingtian smiled and said: "Yes, this lotus embroidered dress was made by Yue'er herself, and it must be given to the virtuous nephew."

Luo Ziqing took a breath lightly, couldn't help but stand up, compared the embroidered clothes on his body, his eyes overflowed with joy, the size was just right, and it fit him quite well.

It turned out that Yue'er was not ruthless to him.

"Yue'er already has such a heart for the virtuous nephew, does the virtuous nephew still have any scruples?" Seeing the joy in Luo Ziqing's eyes, Long Xingtian nodded with satisfaction and asked with a smile.

Carefully put away the embroidered clothes, Luo Ziqing's ears were slightly red, she raised her eyes to look at Long Xingtian's smiling eyes, raised her lips and smiled softly, "Everything is up to my uncle"

The sun sets, and the twilight is quiet.

At the bottom of the valley, the night is long, and there is a faint sweet fragrance in the cool air.

After cleaning her hands in the river, Ziyue took the lotus leaf and put the osmanthus cake and came to the side of the phantom night, the phoenix eyes of the phantom night were slightly bright, and she was a little eager to meet her, and she picked up the cake and sent it to her mouth.

Ziyue smiled, gently put down the pastry, raised her hand to gently wipe the dim sum crumbs from the corners of Phantom Night's lips, and then stretched out her finger and shook it in front of Phantom Night's eyes, "It's all on the corners of your mouth"

Phantom Night blinked her phoenix eyes, suddenly lowered her head, took Ziyue's fingertips into her mouth, and scratched it gently, Ziyue's cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand, and wanted to turn around and run away.

Phantom Night stepped forward quickly, grabbed Ziyue's arm, and put it around his chest, imprisoning the person in his arms, and then lifted Ziyue's jaw, lowered his head and kissed it.

The thoughts that had been silent for five years suddenly erupted, like a violent wind, surging and violent, and the phantom night clasped the purple moon, kissing eagerly and madly, as if to find all the thoughts of the past five years.

Ziyue couldn't resist a little, staggered back, her steps were messy, and the two of them fell to the grass together, Ziyue snorted softly, and before she could get up, Phantom Yefu pressed down again, and a strong kiss fell heavily on Ziyue's lips.

The light falling flowers flew wantonly, rolling up the sky.

The cool lotus fragrance soaked in her mouth, rolling up the air at all, and Ziyue only felt that her chest was unusually stuffy, as if she would be suffocated in the next moment.

Sensing her changes, the phantom night love ended reluctantly, and a shallow kiss imprinted on her forehead, gentle and cherished.

"Night ......" Ziyue's body trembled slightly, and her lips overflowed with a thin whisper

Phantom Night suddenly stopped moving, the cold phoenix eyes looked straight at the purple moon, and the fire of the orchid rushed out with a strange strange feeling, merging into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

There was a light sweat on his forehead, there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, and the pain that could not be relieved spread in his body, making him, who had always been calm and self-controlled, a little overwhelmed.