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    Jing Lan was stunned in place, with the hand holding the lantern exposed outside the umbrella. The snow fell on the back of his hand but he didn't feel much cold. He only felt a surge of excitement in his chest, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. When his eyes touched the smiling face of the person in front of him, it turned into a low and gentle feeling.  The rippling.  She exhaled softly, moved the corner of her mouth, lowered her head and said, "I'll try to pick something nice to say Isn't this just to coax me?"

    Luo Yuanqiu held her hand, leaned over and said with a smile: "Junior sister, are you snickering, are you very happy?"

    Jing Lan decisively denied: "No, just a few words, why should I laugh, why should I be happy?"

    She held Luo Yuanqiu's with her warm hand, and the two of them intertwined their fingers. Luo Yuanqiu glanced at him from the corner of his eye and realized that the corners of her mouth had never dropped, and her red lips were slightly raised. She suddenly had the idea of ??teasing, and broke away from the tight grip.  With his hand, he poked the corner of Jinglan's mouth with his finger and said narrowly: "Then what is this? Okay, why do you raise your mouth so high?"

    The smile on Jinglan's lips deepened, and she let her poke the left side and the right side. Finally, he grabbed her hand holding the umbrella, pulled her to his side amidst Luo Yuanqiu's screams, and leaned forward to cover her mouth.  .

    Luo Yuanqiu looked at her with wide eyes, his shoulders were stiff, his hands and feet were numb, he couldn't even hold the umbrella, and it was blown to the ground by the wind.  Jing Lan almost laughed out loud, but simply threw away the lamp in his hand, held her face and kissed her deeply. Their breaths were intertwined, and their lips and teeth were inseparable, as if they were trying to hold on to the remaining warmth in the wind and snow.

    Jing Lan was immersed in it, when Luo Yuanqiu unexpectedly put his hands around her waist and squeezed her tightly. Her lips hurt, and she was almost knocked backwards by the force. He looked at her helplessly and said: "You  Why did you hit me?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was worthy of being a good at spoiling people's interest, and said: "You're fine, why do you kiss uh, bite my mouth?" She wiped off the moisture on her lips, frowned and said: "You always bite like this  Come and bite, is it interesting?"

    Jing Lan wished he could pry open her head to see what was inside, but when he encountered such a Taoist monk who didn't understand the charm, he could only accept his fate.  She leaned over to pick up the lamp and umbrella, and sighed: "Why is it boring? It's so interesting."

    Luo Yuanqiu touched his lips, wondering what she meant by interesting.  When Jing Lan saw her move, he recalled the situation when their lips and tongues were entangled, and he laughed and said: "Biting your mouth is nothing, I will eat you again later."

    Luo Yuanqiu was extremely surprised: "You can also eat this?" Then he lifted up his sleeves to reveal a piece of white wrist, handed it to Jinglan's mouth, and said: "My blood is poisonous, you can bite it, and look back after you bite it"  I¡¯ll save you again.¡±

    Who knew that Jing Lan really bit her wrist hard, and although no blood was seen, it left a deep tooth mark.  Luo Yuanqiu was stunned when he saw it. He realized the pain later, covered his hands and said: "Did you really bite me?!"

    "You asked me to bite you," Jing Lan said expressionlessly, "Can you blame me?"

    The two of them kept arguing all the way, and the sound of wind and snow could not be blocked. When they returned to their residence, Jinglan temporarily stopped talking. Luo Yuanqiu closed his umbrella and said: "Why don't you say it? Is it because I was right, so you can't say it?"  Have you spoken?"

    Jinglan reached out and tapped her forehead, saying, "I'm giving in to you, do you understand?"

    Seeing that Luo Yuanqiu was not convinced, Jing Lan patted the snow on her body. Seeing the stains on the skirt, he said: "Go to the house to change clothes. I haven't seen you for a long time. You must have gone to roll in the mud."

    Luo Yuanqiu looked down and felt a little embarrassed. He twisted his fingers and walked into the house ahead of Jinglan.  When she came out from changing clothes, a small table was already placed on the warm couch outside. Jinglan brought the dishes from the food box beside him to the table, looked up at her and said, "Come here, I know you have eaten a lot before.  Snacks, I'm sure you're not hungry now, just treat it as a meal with me."

    Luo Yuanqiu sat down beside the warm couch and took the dishes from Jing Lan.  Jinglan took off her hair crown and wore only a plain thin dress. Her long hair draped down from her shoulders was as smooth and shiny as satin in the firelight. It made her skin white and her eyebrows seemed to be dyed with ink.

    Luo Yuanqiu couldn't help but look at it a few times, but she caught him in the act. Jing Lan's eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled at her, as if he knew what she meant.  The tips of Luo Yuanqiu's ears were slightly red. The momentum he had in arguing with her earlier was no longer there. He just lowered his head and pretended to focus on the dishes on the table.

    Jing Lan took out two cups from the food box, and took out a small jar of wine from another box. He cut the rope with a silver knife and pried open the seal. There was a faint floral fragrance in the clear wine aroma, and Luo Yuan  Qiu's eyes lit up, he looked at the wine and said, "Is this osmanthus wine?"

    Jing Lan poured wine into her cup and said, "Try it, it tastes different from what you drank on the mountain before."

    Although Luo Yuanqiu is not greedy for wine, he has an uncle who is good at brewing this wine. Such a jar of osmanthus wine is always indispensable during holidays.  But after his uncle passed away, the cellar?I heard people say that in ancient times, in order to prevent the body from being destroyed after death, monks took elixirs within a period of time before death.  With a layer of cover, it is naturally invulnerable to swords and water and fire.  "

    Jinglan lowered her head and looked at the spells, but they disappeared on the table after a while. She didn¡¯t know what she was thinking, and said calmly: "Which hand is your injured? Let me see if it is serious."

    She knows?  !

    Luo Yuanqiu was suddenly startled. He had sobered up a bit from the wine. He curled up his fingers and did not dare to stretch them out. Instead, he moved them back.

    Jinglan looked at her with deep eyes: "We are Taoist couples, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. Don't you even have this little confidence in me?"

    Luo Yuanqiu¡¯s back was stiff and his breathing was a little difficult.  No matter how ups and downs she had gone through in her life, nothing like what Jing Lan said at this moment frightened her.  She clenched her hands tightly, as if the decision of her life was between her fingers, and if she was not careful, she would lose everything.

    But if it¡¯s this person, maybe

    Luo Yuanqiu took a deep breath and spread his palms upward. The wound in his palm had healed, leaving only a slender white mark.

    Jing Lan took her wrist and looked at it carefully, then chuckled and said, "There is an extra peach blossom line." After a moment, she placed a kiss on Luo Yuanqiu's palm.

    Luo Yuanqiu was surprised and said: "Aren't you afraid that I am"

    "What am I afraid of?" Jing Lan let go of her hand and said, "I have been waiting for you for so many years. Even if you become a ghost now, I will never separate from you."

    After she finished speaking, she poured another glass of wine for Luo Yuanqiu, stood up and said, "For the last glass, I'm going to take a bath, so I won't drink with you for the time being."

    After she left, Luo Yuanqiu looked at the table full of dishes and tightened his hands slightly.  She absent-mindedly picked up her chopsticks and took a few bites of the food, then slowly drank the wine in her glass.  The taste of the wine in the mouth was unspeakable, it seemed bitter and astringent, and it made the base of the tongue numb.

    The heat of Jing Lan's lips seemed to still remain in her hands. Luo Yuanqiu loosened and tightened her hands again and again. Finally, she silently stood up and left the room, heading towards the bathroom where she washed herself last night.

    She pushed the door open, and water mist rushed towards her face. The sound of water behind the screen suddenly stopped, and Jing Lan asked, "Who is there?"

    Luo Yuanqiu sat down on the wooden bench behind the screen and looked at the gorgeous flower branches on the screen in confusion.

    Jing Lan reacted immediately: "Yuan Qiu?"

    Luo Yuanqiu leaned against the screen, with the shadows of flowers falling all over him.  She felt more and more urgent to get close to this person, and even she herself couldn't explain why.  She said: "Junior sister, let's practice dual cultivation."

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