[Quick Transmigration] Beauty Guide

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows down stars like rain.

BMW carves are fragrant all over the road, the sound of phoenix flute is moving, the light of jade pot is turning, and ichthyosaurs dance all night long.

Before she knew it, Ying Xun and Luo Qing had been inseparable for a few months, and in a blink of an eye the festive season came, and her family, Ruyan and Luo Zhi, became as close as they were in the original plot. They dressed up early to watch the lantern festival , and the two of them left as companions also came out to get some air.

The gesture of interlocking fingers is always vague and ambiguous, even if it is understood that the other party is worried that the other party will be separated in the bustling crowd, when the young man's cool fingertips tentatively hook over, Luo Qing's body Still imperceptibly stiff, he lowered his eyelashes and stared at the toes of his moon-white boots, seemingly unintentionally spreading his palms for the other to hold easily.

The temperature of the young man came slowly along the place where the skin touched. The two turned around the streets and alleys and came to a small shed on the remote street. There was a mist of white mist floating above the old-looking iron pot, as if floating The glutinous glutinous rice balls in Baixu's clear soup were rolling lazily. After Ying Xun paid the money, the kind old lady filled the porcelain bowls to the brim for the two of them.

"When I was young, my sister and I had to come here to eat glutinous rice balls every time we went down the mountain. How about you try it?"

The glutinous rice balls are made of soft red bean fillings. When you sip the tip of your tongue lightly, the soft boiled red beans will melt into sweet bean paste in your mouth. The sweet and greasy taste that you have never tasted makes him a little at a loss, but seeing the young man beside him full of joy With his expression, he lowered his eyes and gave a symbolic compliment.

Even if you eat too much sweets, you will still feel tired. Ying Xun held the bowl and sipped the warm soup: "When you were studying under Master Sanskrit, would you occasionally go down the mountain with your brothers and sisters?"

Luo Qing wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but found that the other party had no intention of looking at him at all. His slender and delicate fingers tightened silently, and the white spoon handle wailed and cracked the long and narrow black lines. He lowered his eyelashes and stared at the crack there: "I Never get close to people, they don't like me."

"In this case, then you have to make up for the shortcomings of your youth as soon as possible."

"Trust me, it's absolutely necessary."

Ying Xun's father talked eloquently: "Otherwise, you will have obsession if you don't always get something. If you have a deeper obsession, it is called a demon, and if you touch something represented by a demon, you will become obsessed." Hold it firmly in your hand, and taste its taste repeatedly to make up for the wounds of the past years-so tonight we must play happily, lest you come into contact with these suddenly one day, I am so happy here, even the seat of the national teacher They can't sit still."

After the two got acquainted, Ying Xun dared to make any jokes. He took out a mask of Zhu Bajie from his sleeve while talking. This is a good thing he just found at a small stall. Fatigue made Zhu Bajie's originally funny face look more like a yaksha bull devil, and now it is not an exaggeration to use it to scare children.

Luo Qing glanced at the sweet smile on the corner of the young man's mouth and felt something was wrong. Just as he wanted to get up, the young man's hand gently covered his knee, and the other's cold breath entered his nostrils, and even the faintest It was difficult to resist even tilting his head. It wasn't until the distance between the two opened again that he realized that he had put on that ugly thing: "What is this?"

There was also an imperceptible trace of embarrassment in the reprimand.

"Seal your monstrous face, and then we will go to a place with more people."

The ending with a smile is picked up, like a soft feather inadvertently plucking on the heartstrings.

Luo Qing tugged at the mask, touched the ribbon behind the ears with his fingertips, but for some reason he didn't take it off: "Why don't you wear it, obviously you are also very..."

Ying Xun smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not handsome enough, and besides, with you by my side, I don't have to worry about being chased by girls now... Don't talk about that, go over there and watch the lights."

Now that he has quelled the external turmoil, the lives of the people can be said to be extremely calm and peaceful. It is the Lantern Festival, and everyone is happy to welcome the rare bright full moon.The streets are also bustling with activity. Red lion dancers are jumping and playing among the crowd, folk artists on stilts are playing high-pitched and festive suona, and young daughter-in-laws are singing briskly on the dry boat decorated with colorful lights and mirrors. Folk songs...Suddenly, the mighty dragon dance team passed through the crowd, and people stopped and looked up at the dragon flying in the air and applauded.

Countless fireworks were ignited, and several colorful streams of fire slowly rose to the sky and exploded in the distant sky. It was brilliant but fleeting. At the moment when thousands of streamers burst into the sky, Luo Qing subconsciously turned his head and looked at Ying Xun.

The other party was gnawing candied haws leisurely, his movements were not elegant, even the corners of his mouth were stained with a little transparent sugar residue, but the sparkling fireworks were reflected in his dark eyes, radiant and sparkling.

In silence, Ying Xun stretched out his finger and poked him, with a bright and malicious smile.

"Do you want my brother to open the door to a new world for you?"

It never occurred to him to reject him.

He turned his head and said hello softly.

Luo Qing lowered his head and stroked the little white rabbit in his hand, which the young man just helped him win by trapping. At that time, his eyes only stayed on it for two seconds, and the other party saw through his thoughts.He was full of martial arts in the little ring game, like a boy trying to please a girl, and finally put the little white rabbit in his hand amidst the cheers of the onlookers.

The white rabbit was made of ordinary porcelain, and the eyes were dotted with vermilion paint, so it could be regarded as lifelike. He reached out to take it, and clenched it slightly under the sleeve.

I don't know what kind of surprise he will give him this time.

Dancing down to the heart and moon of the Yangliu Tower, singing the peach blossom fan.

The place Ying Xun took him to was a Pinhua Building full of luxurious and luxurious atmosphere.

Luo Qing: "..."

【_(:з」∠)_】

【Can you tell me the reason why you did this? 】

"The person who opens the door to your depravity will leave a deeper impression on you."

"Or to put it more simply, good brothers want to fight and prostitute together?"

[I believed in your evil. 】

"Hey hey hey."

For some reason, even though Luo Qing took off his mask to reveal his flourishing beauty, even the most daring girls at their table still dare not come to them, and they looked as cold and quiet as chickens amidst the noise full of teasing and clinking glasses.Occasionally, Ying Xun turned his head to look over, the young man was still calm and unconcerned, could it be that he was too murderous after a long battle?

"It seems that our temperament is not very attractive to girls, even if you show off your prosperous beauty, it won't work, tsk tsk."

"Don't be too nervous. My sister is strict with me. I just came to have a look. I heard that this oiran is famous for being cool and noble. I wanted to see it a long time ago, and this time I finally have the opportunity to bring you to enjoy the sight."

Ying Xun shook his wine glass lazily: "The Man Ting Fang from his house is quite delicious, do you want to try it?"

"..."

"I'd like to know how good-looking she is. It is said that many princes and grandchildren come here especially for her name."

Suddenly there was a little commotion in the building, and after a while it was quiet again. Everyone held their breath. When everything was silent, there was a faint singing voice from nowhere. The voice was clear and distant, lingering in the ear for a long time. Blinking his eyes, he couldn't help leaning forward: "Here we come."

Sometimes the beginning of the story has nothing to do with the ending. Ying Xun was thrown into the icy lake after the world was spinning, and a huge transparent splash was splashed. He stood there until a few small lotus lanterns drifted past his eyes, then he came back to his senses and raised his eyebrows: "Luo Qing?"

He didn't even see the corner of the beauty's clothes, so he was thrown out by the collar.

Luo Qing stood spotless by the lake, with no expression on his cold face, he squatted down by the lake, his white fingers touched the water surface in circles and ripples: "I don't like it."

The voice was soft, as if speaking to himself.

"..."

"You don't like to stay in the brothel and tell me, that oiran is hard to see, do you know how heartbroken I am now?"

Luo Qing pursed his lips, and walked straight into the lake. The icy lake water wet his clothes and long hair. He came to Ying Xun, picked up a handful of lake water and poured it on his face: "I don't like."

"..."

"Luo Qing, do you think I have a too good temper?"

The two of them started fighting without saying a word, only the most primitive fists and kicks, and later even used such shameless tricks as pulling their hair and biting their necks. The childish fight continued until late at night, and finally Ying Xun gave the young man a few The fist quickly swam far away, so obscene that it made the general lose face: "Stop fighting, I won't go crazy with you."

Luo Qing didn't bother with him either, the lake water wet his hair, the jet-black and soft hair floated leisurely like water plants, and the transparent water droplets slid down his beautiful face, it was actually more beautiful than the dewy snow-colored hibiscus. It's even more beautiful.Ying Xun looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, Luo Qing's appearance is the real beauty. A woman would feel ashamed compared to you. If you are a woman, I will definitely marry you home and pamper you .”

Luo Qing was not angry after being teased like this, he walked ashore without looking back: "I am a man."

"Haha so I said if..."

"Hey, are you shy?"

"...Don't run away!"

That night, Luo Qing, who had always been meticulous, returned home in the middle of the night for an unprecedented time.

Walking through the flowers and plants he planted by himself, Luo Qing pushed open the door and walked back to the dark room. He opened the window to let the moonlight illuminate him. He took a delicate wooden box of flower-painting Han Ou from the dark cabinet beside the bed. The box is a very precious material, often used to treasure priceless ancient jade. He gently opened the box, revealing the treasures he had guarded for many years inside.

It is a ceramic white rabbit.

Luo Qing lowered his eyelashes, and placed the little white rabbit that Ying Xun gave him next to this slightly bigger one. The two very similar little white rabbits cuddled up to each other, as intimate as family members. The young man stretched out his fingertips The little white rabbit slowly rubbed against the ears, and the corners of her lips, which had never moved before, slightly curved: "It seems that you don't remember me anymore."

The young phoenix talent who is favored by the Sanskrit master can win the world.

Being given such a name since childhood, even if I can occasionally go home to reunite with relatives these years, I will be worshiped by relatives and friends like a concubine returning to the province. This kind of life is no different from being neglected by everyone in the teacher's school. He calmly treated the boring years, until the boy with a warm smile walked into his life.

"Are you the child that Master Sanskrit took a fancy to? I'm so envious. I hugged his thigh and cried for a long time but was not confiscated."

"Ah, my name is Shangguan Rufeng, you can call me Ying Xun, and your name is Luo Qing, right?"

"You will become stupid if you study like this every day. Do you know the combination of work and rest?"

"This is my territory, and I will protect you from now on."

"This little white rabbit was originally bought for my sister. Since you have to go back, let me give it to you as a souvenir."

Afterwards, he followed the master to retreat and study, not asking about the past and the future, until Emperor Xuanji invited him, and he finally returned to his homeland. Hearing about the legendary deeds of that person, a handsome and clear appearance of a young man appeared in his mind.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

Under the pear tree, he turned around and saw a young man whose facial features had grown.

The season of falling flowers meets again.