Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 289 Fan Wai: Turn over the old account, it's late but it's here!
"It's a rabbit."

"Does it look good?"

"That's good, that's fine, thank you, Young Master."

The snow-white jade rabbit on the brocade was not very vivid, but it was also a normal rabbit, neither sloppy nor wild, Meng Tangan was very pleased.

As expected of her student!
The voices of the two echoed in the bamboo garden, and the voices overlapped in the rustling breeze. He embroidered the last stroke on it and said with a smile, "The second time I saw you, you were holding a rabbit in your arms."

Meng Tang'an narrowed her eyes: "That's right, you said back then that I was nothing more than that."

Xie Xun coughed and condemned himself: "I was too blind at the time, very cute, really."

Turn over old accounts, arrive late but never be absent!
"For the sake of the little rabbit, I will let you go first."

Occasionally, when he was halfway through embroidery, he would lean on the woman, tugged at her white hairband, and wrapped it around his fingertips, without rules or restraints, unruly, unrestrained, taking advantage of her being caught off guard, he propped up his figure and quickly walked over to her. A kiss on the lips.

"Thank you!" she yelled.

"Do you want more? Okay." Xie Xun bent over seriously, knelt down, pinched her chin with knuckle fingers, and kissed her deeply.

Meng Tangan fell on the table, the text was scattered all over the place, and he simply stared into his eyes from a close distance: "Slow down, Xun, Lang."

Sometimes, Xie Xun would suddenly fall towards her. He was obviously such an arrogant and arrogant person, but he said to her in pain: "Hiss...wrist hurts, Tangtang kisses him to heal."

"???"

Meng Tangan felt that this conversation was so familiar!

"You are not allowed to learn from me!!"

"It really hurts, what should I do if I can't use my strength?" He dragged his tail and smiled at her.

"But brother, I love you too." Meng Tang'an was not willing to bow down, and acted pitifully to him, "Young Lord, please love me."

More often, Xie Xun would hold her hand and rub her wrists, his movements gentle, like the comfort of a rainy day.

They embroidered each other's wedding dresses with their own hands, and she taught them patiently, and he learned well, asking and answering each other, and his voice drifted far away with the sound of the wind.

It was snowing outside the window for the first time, the sun was not dry, and the ground was mottled. The two of them got very close unknowingly, their hair occasionally brushed against their hair, and they raised their eyes inadvertently, and their eyes collided.

At this time, Qi Lou would appear like a ghost, and whispered the trumpet in Meng Tang'an's ear: "Don't stick, don't stick!"

"..."

Afterwards, Qi Lou apologized to Meng Tang'an in tears.

"You are good at embroidery. I've never seen you touch needlework before." Qi Lou saw Meng Tang'an playing a musical instrument with ease, saw her play chess, and was startled at every step, and saw her Danqing. The more you are surprised, she seems to never be able to see through it, and she will always surprise you from time to time, "You know everything."

"Be the best if you want to do it, and be the first if you want to compete." Meng Tang'an said in a calm voice, "If you learn a lot, you will always come in handy."

Meng Tang'an was eager to make herself perfect. She was ambitious and wanted to get rid of her original family and everyone. She had to learn everything until she was satisfied, even sick. Until now, this habit has not been changed. .

Qi Lou did not comment.

Meng Tang'an is really contradictory. Every time he feels that he sees through her, she will show another characteristic.

In March of Yangchun, the spring is cold and cold.

Three days before the big wedding, we couldn't meet each other. Xie Xun personally sent her to the palace, his palms sweated a little, and said solemnly and bluntly, "See you on the big wedding, I love you."

Meng Tang'an can now accept this sentence, but it is difficult to respond, the nausea is less, and it is gradually getting better. Standing in the sun, she tiptoed and kissed his chin: "See you at the wedding. "

Xie Xun felt a warm touch on his wrist, and she put something on his hand.

It's a bracelet, her blue silk is tied with a red thread, bright and lingering.

"A wedding gift."

It was only later that Meng Tang'an found out that a strand of blue silk and a strand of soul can protect people for a hundred years of peace, ward off disasters and disasters, and make them safe every year. If they are wronged, they will never recover.

Her voice was melodious and clear: "I originally wanted to give it to you on the day of your wedding, but after much deliberation, I decided to give it in advance. Don't be afraid, I'm always here."

The temperature on the wrist was a little burning, spreading all the way to the heart. Xie Xun touched the bracelet lightly with his fingertips, lest he accidentally break it. Looking at her, the joy in his eyes was pure and sincere, and he thought it was not enough, he emphasized : "Tangtang, I like it so much, I like it so much."

Meng Tang'an stretched out his hand and lifted his sleeves: "Together."

There was a red string tied around her wrist!

Bright red, against the white skin and beautiful wrist bones.

How could Xie Xun not recognize it, it was made up by himself, the first time.

"Didn't you say it was burned?"

"Yeah, I wanted to burn it, but I was stopped by someone." Meng Tang calmed down and said with relief, "Thank him, and respect our fate."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Xun hugged him into his arms, his breath was filled with each other's breath, and the temperature was just right.

"Thank him for me." Xie Xun said, "Tangtang, happy wedding."

There are very similar bracelets around their wrists, which are bright and lingering in the sun, reflecting each other, and shaking with the breeze, the lovesickness is long and endless.

"I'm not human!" Qi Lou bluffed, "I'm a jug!! Thank you jug who knows magic!"

"..." Meng Tangan felt that he was a little sick, "If I tell Xie Xun like this, he will think I'm sick."

"Hmph!" Qi Lou lifted the lid of the pot proudly, and spilled tea all over the place.

On March [-]th, the wedding is coming.

They embroidered the wedding dress together, giving each other gifts one stitch at a time.

The day.

Xie Xiaohou rode a horse to welcome his wife, and traveled all over Chang'an City to marry his wife.

Eight big sedan chairs, ten miles of red makeup.

Ming Media is marrying, Feng Guanxia wears it!
This time.

Meng Tang'an dressed up and attended to marry her sweetheart.

"Xie Xun, I'm here to marry you."

Putting her slender hand on Xie Xun's, she stepped out of the sedan chair with a slender figure wearing a bright red wedding dress, the sleeves of which were blown by the breeze, the hem of the skirt shimmering.

Xie Xun held her hand tightly, and responded gently.

The sun is shining today, Chang'an City is bathed in light and shadow, and a gust of wind blows the air.

They walked to the lobby step by step, both sides were embroidered with luxuriant peach blossoms, candles flickered under the lampshade, bright silk was hung high, and the red carpet was covered, extremely expensive, reflecting the elegant and elegant wedding dress.

This big wedding can reach half of the country, and it is well known all over the world. The entire Chang'an City was entertained, with a large number of guests and many friends.

Liu Zhuduan was sitting in the high hall with a smile on his face, Zhang Nuanyan was beside him, his eyes were slightly sad, and his blessings were sincere, Xie Quyan beat the gongs and drums himself, almost wailing with excitement, he yelled at Pei Yanzhi: "Hey, you send What kind of congratulatory gift?"

(End of this chapter)