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    After the lingering and tender kiss ended, they still embraced each other.

    "Zhizhi." Gu Jingyang whispered in her ear, "You did it on purpose."

    Xie Hualang smiled and said, "It was on purpose, what's the matter?"

    Gu Jingyang pulled a little distance away from her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and looked down at her.

    He has always been upright, even his tone is restrained, but at this moment, there is a bit of gnashing of teeth in his expression: "You still know how to come back!"

    "Master Dao, in fact, I miss you, no less than you miss me."

    Xie Hualang shook his arm lightly, and said: "But what about you? You obviously care about me and miss me, but you refuse to say anything. It's like a bitter gourd. You keep a straight face all day long. I can't stand it."

    Gu Jingyang was angry and funny, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and said, "Who do you think is bitter melon?"

    "Whoever puts on a serious face all the time, then I will say who." Xie Hualang was not afraid of him, his eyes wavered slightly, with a mixture of joy and anger: "Master Dao, I am not used to your problems. If you do this again in the future, I will not come to you again  is you."

    Gu Jingyang smiled and said softly, "You dare."

    "Look if I dare." Xie Hualang said confidently: "I like you in my heart, and you can't tell if you run here? I have been eating everything since I was a child, but I don't suffer. I like you three points, you  At least six points must be paid back to me, this is called reciprocity."

    "Zhizhi," Gu Jingyang said with a broken smile, "You are called usury, not reciprocity."

    Xie Hualang raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a delicate tone: "If you have the ability, don't borrow money."

    Gu Jingyang's eyes were soft, he lowered his head to her ear, and said softly: "I have no skills, I am willing to bow down."

    "Master Dao, I treat you as a dumb head, you will never know how to open your mind."

    Xie Hualang smiled when he heard it, and in the blink of an eye, he looked forward to flying, stretched his arms around his neck, and said coquettishly: "If you take my earrings, you will be mine."

    "How can you be so domineering?" Gu Jingyang said: "You go to buy a box of dim sum, and even the table for dim sum, and the pot for making dim sum, all of which must be taken away?"

    "Not only that," Xie Hualang said aggressively, "I will take away the cook who makes dim sum."

    When she was still young and at the most dazzling and dazzling, she was lonely and courageous, and she delivered everything. How could anyone not be moved by such affection?

    Gu Jingyang stared at her for a long while, finally lowered his head, and kissed her lips lightly.

    "Okay," he said softly, "it's all yours."

    Xie Hualang sat on the railing, looked at him with a smile, and suddenly said, with a bit of coquettish complaint in his tone: "Master Dao, it's all your fault, the flowers I picked with great difficulty have all fallen now."

    Gu Jingyang felt a little dazed, and looked down, only to see that the jasmine she was holding in her hand just now had fallen to the ground, so she said with a smile, "I'll go and pick another one for you."

    Xie Hualang lifted his leg, kicked him lightly, and urged in a tender voice: "Then hurry up."

    The few jasmine plants are extremely dense, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the white flowers are dotted among the green leaves. When people come close, they can smell the fragrance.

    Gu Jingyang looked up, picked off a half-opened jasmine, turned back, and put it in her hair.

    Xie Hualang raised his hand to caress, and asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

    She was originally beautiful, but in the past she was full of gorgeous colors, and she was even more gorgeous. Today, she has light makeup and plain clothes, but it makes people feel fresh and elegant.

    Gu Jingyang looked down for a long while, but didn't say whether it was good-looking or not, he just said in a low voice: "After putting on makeup, I asked my husband in a low voice, whether the thrush eyebrows are dark or not."

    Before this poem, there are actually two more sentences.

    The red candles were put out in the bridal chamber last night, and I paid my respects to my uncle and aunt before Xiaotang.

    As for the two sentences he said, it was after the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and in the early morning of the next morning, after the bride got up and dressed, she asked her husband how his makeup was.

    "Master Dao, you've learned badly," Xie Hualang tilted his head to look at him, and said with a chuckle, "If it were you before, you wouldn't say such things."

    However, Gu Jingyang settled down, held her hand, and said softly: "Zhizhi, I will marry you as a common man, okay?"

    Xie Hualang raised his eyes to look at him, and said softly: "Are you serious?"

    Gu Jingyang looked at her intently: "I never lie."

    Xie Hualang lowered her eyelashes, feeling a little shy, which was rare, but the curve of her lips revealed her mood at the moment.

    Stretching her arms around his neck, she whispered, "Jiulang carry me in, don't talk about it here."

    Gu Jingyang also smiled lightly, picked her up by the waist, turned around and walked in.p; The peony parrot turned to look at him, bent its neck deftly, pecked at its wings, and shouted: "Go away, qua, go away!"

    Xie Hualang couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to touch this extremely beautiful parrot, and said, "What's its name?"

    Gu Jingyang said: "It's called a parrot."

    Xie Hualang's smile trembled wildly: "I'm serious, Jiulang, don't make trouble."

    Gu Jingyang supported her by the shoulders, and said, "I didn't give it a name, it was always called a parrot."

    While they were talking, the peony parrot's black and bright bean-like eyes were twirling around. Suddenly, it probed, picked up the jasmine in Xie Hualang's hair, and flew away with wings.

    "Hey!" Xie Hualang hurriedly sat up straight and called out, "You can't take that!"

    The peony parrot ignored her and didn't look back. She turned back sullenly and complained: "Look at it."

    Gu Jingyang said: "Don't give it anything to eat at night."

    "Forget it," Xie Hualang said with a smile, not caring about everything with a parrot, "Just pick another one for me later."

    Gu Jingyang responded, "Okay."

    The Yaoqin in the inner room was still in place, Xie Hualang raised his eyes to catch a glimpse, and suddenly remembered the two people playing together before.

    "Master Taoist," she straightened up, and said, "Let's play another song together."

    Gu Jingyang looked at her sideways and said, "Okay."

    Xie Hualang played the qin, Gu Jingyang played the xiao, their gazes met, and they understood each other without talking.

    Heng Jia was guarding outside, and he couldn't feel his attention. Wu Ning, the commander of the imperial army, did not know when he came, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that the Xie family girl is here?"

    Heng Jia whispered: "If it weren't for that, how could Your Majesty be in such a good mood?"

    Wu Ning is a military commander, and he doesn't know much about music theory. After listening to it for a long time, he didn't understand, so he said: "What is the ensemble?"

    "Enter the gate of my lovesickness, and know that my lovesickness is bitter. Long lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, and short-term lovesickness is endless."

    Heng Jia replied: "It's Sauvignon Blanc." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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