Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

When Si Yan called out "A Ning", the girl trembled her eyelashes and her eyes slowly changed. As her eyes moved, she looked firmly at the god in front of her and whispered: "You , did you think of something?"

Si Yan shook his head, his voice still gentle, "I didn't expect anything, I just saw myself in you in future generations."

"What do you mean?" Aning was confused again.

She finally had a clue, but the previous sentence was so abrupt that she couldn't handle it.

"It means that Aning went back to the past and met me early." Si Yan explained to her gently, "This was a thousand years ago in the future."

Aning was stunned.

The chaotic graffiti in my mind began to become clearer. The young boy suddenly appeared, the exquisite shrine on the altar, the missing red rope, and Si Yan who didn't recognize her...

All of this seems to be hinting.

The Tianshen Temple is still the same Tianshen Temple, and Si Yan is still the same Si Yan, but the problem lies in time.

For some unknown reason, time went back a thousand years and she went back to the past.

"But why do I appear here?" Aning murmured.

"Perhaps it is a destiny. You are destined to come from the future, and I am destined to meet you early. People often talk about fate, and I think that is probably the case." Although her voice was low, it seemed that she said He wanted to listen to himself, but Si Yan still listened to every word.

"Si Yan and An Ning are destined," he said at last.

At this time, the god is like a real human boy, with a bright and sunny atmosphere, and his emotions are obvious.

Thousands of years later, although he is still gentle and calm, there is always a touch of melancholy surrounding him, making it difficult to grasp.

Aning glanced at him, his face reflected in her clear eyes.

She still found it a bit unbelievable. She was obviously fighting with the old Taoist priest in the study room, and then she saw a white light coming right after her.

At first I thought it was a hallucination, but it turned out to be fact.

Will she go back?

After turning around on the other person's face, Aning asked the question he was thinking about, "Since I am from the next generation, will I go back?"

"Yes, but before you go back, I think we should get married first." Si Yan said.

"Getting married?" Aning looked confused.

She thought of the wedding a thousand years later. Could it be that it had to be held twice?

"A Ning can't wait to become my wife, so I should make your name justifiable." Si Yan arched his eyebrows, slightly curled his slender and beautiful fingertips, gently scraped the tip of the girl's nose, and continued slowly Said: "In this case, let's choose an auspicious time to get married."

ha?

Aning reached out and grabbed the snow-white fingertips that had not been retracted, and looked up at him with wide eyes.

When had she been impatient?

It was obviously him who was more anxious, Yao remembered that she didn't even know him at that time, and he called her "Mrs." and "Mrs." short, and he should have allowed her to be justified.

Who wants to be justified?

"Why is Aning looking at me but not speaking." Si Yan tilted his head slightly and looked at the girl holding his hand in front of him with a smile.

Aning: "I'm shocked that I'm getting married again."

Si Yan: "?"

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When Guangbai came back from seeing the doctor, he remembered that he had delayed the cleaning of the Temple of Heaven because of the outsider's affairs, so he hurried back.

However, just after going there, he began to wonder if his eyes were also damaged.

Because he saw that silly girl who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth was messing with adults' hair!

Aning was so bored that after eating the tributes in front of the shrine, her idea came to Si Yan's hair.

The god has an outstanding appearance and perfect bones. The smile on his face is as gentle and soft as the spring breeze blowing on his face. His long black hair is scattered casually on the back of his head.

Then she did something extraordinary - tying Si Yan's hair.

At first, the girl just asked tentatively and picked up a small strand of hair to play with. The soft, cold hair flowed through her fingertips, making her unable to put it down.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, Aning moved her head towards her, and the faint fragrance swept through her nostrils. She licked her lips and her coquettish tone was obvious: "Si Yan, can I tie your braids?"

The god would not refuse any request from his young wife, so he smiled and nodded.

There was an obvious height difference between the two. In order to allow Aning to easily reach his hair, Si Yan sat on the futon in the room.

Aning squatted aside and smoothed the hair hanging to the ground with her hands. Probably because she was afraid of getting it dirty, she put the ends of the hair into her arms.

"Let's tie two braids." After parting her hair, Aning started braiding it. She didn't say to the other party until one side was almost done.

Si Yan had no objection and still nodded with a smile.

He loved it when his little wife combed his hair.

If Aning walked around to the front at this moment, he would definitely be able to see the light in the god's pale eyes, like ripples on the surface of a sparkling lake.

Aning put the two braids on his shoulders and chest, then walked forward to face Si Yan, looking at his work with satisfaction.

Well, it's really nice.

Guangbai had never seen such a presumptuous girl who was indulged by adults, and he felt extremely complicated for a moment.