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

A thousand years ago, life passed very slowly, as if time had been pressed on the slowdown button, and the days passed long and leisurely.

Aning even felt that he was in a dream, and when he woke up, he could return to the study room where he confronted Qingyun.

But it's a pity that every time I wake up, the scene in front of me is still a familiar but a little strange house, and there is a very good-looking god lying next to me.

Counting the days, she had been here for a while. She had been doing nothing all day, and she had never even set foot on the door out of the courtyard. It wasn't that she didn't want to go out, but that a certain god was in a period of weakness and couldn't leave the courtyard.

Besides, she didn't dare to go out without Si Yan accompanying her. After all, she was unfamiliar with the place.

Perhaps it's because it's not the day to worship the gods yet, so no one has visited recently, but the young man named Guangbai comes quite often.

Putting aside the conflict when they first met, Aning didn't have any objections to him. He was still a child after all, and he sent her meals for several days. Although there was not much conversation, the impression was still good.

There is no malice, and the emotions are obvious. A little temper occasionally shows up, but it is harmless.

The auspicious time to get married is five days later. According to Si Yan, that day is a good day that comes only once in a century and is suitable for getting married.

But God has no taboos and does not need to choose an auspicious day at all. However, his little wife is a human being, so the wedding should be prepared according to human standards.

But Aning didn't know about it.

Xu Shi's wedding is approaching, and in the past two days, Guangbai has been decorating the courtyard like a wedding hall. Even Aning's wedding dress has been cut by a special embroiderer.

There was a heavy rain last night, and the bricks and tiles above the yard were washed smooth and shiny. From time to time, drops of water dripped from the corner of the eaves, which quickly disappeared when they fell on the ground.

There is a moist atmosphere in the air, and the emerald green moss between the cracks of the bluestone pavement is full of vitality. In a corner of the ground on the right side of the main house, an olive green seedling stretches out its tender leaves and stands alone among the many moss.

Aning sat on the futon, imitating the gods in the shrine to close their eyes and meditate. The green smoke on the altar slowly rose and disappeared, and even time seemed to move slower.

Everyone was immersed in their own world, and no one disturbed anyone.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl took back her hands on her knees and stretched her body before slowly opening her eyes. She looked up before burning out half of the stick of incense, and nodded inwardly.

Well, I lasted half as long as yesterday.

Si Yan was still sitting upright in the shrine, and the floating green smoke blurred his outline, but his clear and beautiful eyebrows and clear facial lines could still be vaguely seen.

Aning watched for a while, then got up from the ground, took an orange from the altar and walked out of the house.

The courtyard was decorated in red, and happy words were posted on various occasions. Probably because of the rain last night, some of the words were very mottled by the rain.

But you can still watch it.

After solving an orange, Aning was attracted by an unexpected plant on the ground.

In the past few days, except for some moss, there is no other vegetation in this yard, and it is lifeless. It is really strange to see a young seedling popping up now.

It just looks a bit mini, and I don’t know what kind of seedling it is.

Aning carefully twirled the tender leaves, and then called the god's name into the room, "Si Yan."

"I'm here." God's voice came out.

"Come and see what this is?" Aning looked up at the open door.

I saw a god with a calm temperament floating out slowly. For some unknown reason, he did not walk on the ground as usual, but was suspended in the air, with mist condensing below his legs.

Like a ghost.

An Ning cursed inwardly, but fortunately he had seen him in this form before, otherwise he might have been frightened and fainted.

"Why are you in this state today?" she asked profusely.

"The floor is wet," he responded.

"..."

From an angle that the other party couldn't see, Aning pursed her lips. Well, she didn't understand the world of gods.

Immediately, he thought of his topic again, so he pointed at the olive green mini seedling on the ground, "What kind of seedling is this?"

Si Yan took one look and said firmly: "Orange."

Aning said "Ah" and stared at Si Yan in astonishment, "Is it an orange seedling?"

"Ah."

After being confirmed again, Aning stared at the delicate leaves of the seedling thoughtfully. Will this seedling be the strong orange tree a thousand years later?

"Perhaps the oranges that Aning ate in the past have taken root here." Si Yan said softly, looking at the girl who was wandering.

Hearing this, Aning raised his head and looked directly at Si Yan, "You may not believe it, but in the Temple of Heaven a thousand years later, there will be a huge orange tree at this location."

"Why don't you believe it? Since Aning can come from the next generation, then this seedling will definitely live to the next generation." Si Yan looked back at her and said with a smile.

After saying that, he raised his hand and touched the girl's head, with an imperceptible sigh in his tone: "You will go back, and I am destined to wait for a while, so I desperately want Aning to become me as soon as possible." bride, so that I can sense when you appear."

Si Yan's words made Aning feel extremely complicated. She seemed to understand the reason why Si Yan wanted her to get married as soon as he saw her.

It must be that they didn't get married for tomorrow's wedding. Maybe she will go back soon, maybe today, or maybe at tomorrow's wedding.

No, this wedding has been prepared for so many days, it must be done!

At this moment, Aning suddenly had a thought, and her heart was about to move. Her eyes were firmly locked on the god suspended in mid-air, and she said the words she had been preparing for a long time:

"Si Yan, let's get married now. Don't wait for a good day. Marrying me is the best day."

The god listened quietly to what the girl said, with a slight glimmer of light in his light-colored pupils. Then he arched his eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "Okay, let's get married."