Brother please respect yourself

The two walked hand in hand for a while, and the street gradually widened. Although there were many people, it didn't look crowded because of the flat and spacious road. The reflection was like daytime, Su Lang's eyebrows stretched, and her mood gradually relaxed.

Xuan Xiao was also affected by the environment he was in at this time, and with the woman whom he had liked for a long time being beside him, he couldn't help feeling soft and warm in his heart, and his stern face softened a bit.Clenching the warm catkin in his hands, he was extremely happy with the peaceful and leisurely atmosphere between the two of them at this moment.

"Junior Brother, this is really good." Su Lang said softly, her pale lips raised slightly, her eyes reflected the surrounding lights, melting a little of the coldness, "I have Junior Brother accompanying me walking among the crowd like this on the Shangyuan Festival I feel very happy." With someone by my side, the original loss and loneliness seemed to disappear in a moment.

Xuan Xiao nodded slightly, her deep eyes deeply reflected her shadow, and said slowly: "If Senior Sister does not give up, Xuan Xiao is willing to spend the Shangyuan Festival with Senior Sister every year from now on."

"Then we can make a deal." Su Lang looked back with a smile, bright as spring flowers, clear as a bright moon, and happily said: "In the future, every year on the Lantern Festival, you, me, senior brothers and sisters, we all celebrate the festival together , and Senior Brother Xuanzhen, Junior Sister Suyu and Junior Brother Tianqing, Junior Sister Suxin and Junior Sister Suxi..."

Hearing her words, looking at her obviously joyful face, and listening to the names of people she mentioned one by one, Xuan Xiao was stunned for a while, a dark color flashed across his eyes, and he nodded indifferently.

After walking a few steps, the two passed by a stall selling calligraphy and painting, and the quiet atmosphere was broken. When the stall owner with a mustache saw the two handsome people, his eyes lit up, his eyes rolled, and he took two steps. He stepped forward and stopped the two of them.

"Young Master, Miss, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival is indeed very lively and beautiful. Why don't you two take a look at my painting?" The stall owner said to the two with a smile. Glancing at Su Lang, he said unhurriedly: "Young master, if you are not interested in my paintings, you can wait here for a while, good days are fleeting, and it would be a pity to let such a beautiful festival pass like this? Why don't you let me make a picture for you and this young lady? The young master is very imposing, and this young lady is also unparalleled in beauty. With the beautiful scenery of this festive season, you can think about it carefully in the future. Isn't it a beautiful thing? "

Xuan Xiao has always disliked entanglements with irrelevant people. When he was walking with Su Lang, he saw the stall owner approaching him. Looking at Su Lang, his eyes are full of inquiries.

Su Lang was also a little moved, and pulled Xuan Xiao to the front of the painting booth to have a look, shook his head under the happy gaze of the stall owner, frowned and said, "You don't paint well."

As soon as the words fell, the smile on the stall owner's face froze immediately.

"So I want to draw by myself." Su Lang said slowly.

The owner of the stall was overjoyed, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of people in twos and threes stopping near the painting stall. Go forward and prepare pen and ink for her.

"Junior brother, you stand still and don't move." Su Lang stood in front of the desk prepared by the stall owner, holding a pen in his hand, and lightly tapped the inkstone to stain the ink.

Xuan Xiao nodded lightly, stood still, watched her earnestly waving her hair, and looked at himself intently from time to time, his focused gaze made his heart beat a little anxiously, but the light in his eyes became softer.

A few steps away to her left, a young man was looking at her obsessively, wanting to quietly move closer to her side, Xuan Xiao's eyes darkened, and his cold eyes swept over sharply.

In an instant, the atmosphere was condensed, and as soon as the man met Shang Xuanxiao's cold eyes, he immediately trembled and retreated a few steps, and some people around who were also eager to move also put out some small thoughts in their hearts, and looked at him in fear. With Xuan Xiao.

Feeling the strangeness around him vaguely, Su Lang raised his head suspiciously, facing Shang Xuan Xiao's gentle and calm eyes, couldn't help smiling at him, "Junior brother, you'll be fine soon."

Xuan Xiao nodded silently, and when she lowered her head again, her eyes darkened instantly, and she coldly glanced around her.

In less than a moment, most of the originally crowded crowd disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the stall owner wanted to cry but had no tears, but he dared not speak out when he met Shang Xuanxiao's eyes.

About half a cup of tea later, Su Lang raised his head and smiled faintly at Xuan Xiao, "Junior brother, you can move now."

Xuan Xiao paused, then walked towards her, his eyes fell on the drawing paper on the table, his eyes were slightly moved.A familiar sword-wielding man was clearly drawn on the paper, with stern eyebrows and standing tall.

"Xuan Xiao never knew that Senior Sister was so good at painting." His eyes lingered on the drawing paper for a moment, then turned to her, tenderness settled in his cold eyes.

Su Lang didn't stop writing, and sketched smoothly on the paper with the green hair in his hand, while answering Xuan Xiao: "It's just chatting for self-entertainment in leisure time."

Xuan Xiao stared deeply at her serious side face, very happy with the relationship between the two of them at this moment, thinking about the many complications that will be involved between the two after returning, it may be rare to be alone so relaxed and happy Yes, with a sigh in my heart, I raised my hand and took the ink stick to grind it for her, and said lightly: "Senior sister is good at Danqing, has a good command of rhythm, and is even more talented in swordsmanship and fairy art. Compared with senior sister, Xuan Xiao is dull It's rough."

"Why do you want to say such a thing?" Su Lang frowned slightly, and glanced at him in disapproval. While lowering his head to hook the upper and lower body of the woman next to Xuan Xiao on the drawing paper, he said: "Senior brother once said that there is nothing in the world. No one is perfect, everyone has their own good and bad things, no one is proficient in everything, just like you, junior brother, although you are not good at Danqing rhythm, you can write good calligraphy, just like me, not only can't understand Chess play, especially in the matter of cooking..." She lowered her eyes and did not finish her sentence, but when she said the last sentence, there was a hint of sadness in her voice.

Thinking of Suyao's story about how she poured medicine into half of the Qionghua faction just once in the kitchen, the corners of Xuan Xiao's mouth could not help but slightly twitch.

Another half an hour later, Su Lang put away the pen, Xuan Xiao walked up to her side and took a look, his eyes fixed and he was slightly moved.

The lanterns are swaying, the willow branches are swaying lightly, and the men and women standing under the willow lights look at each other and stare at each other, as if time is frozen.

"Senior Sister..." Xuan Xiao's eyes flickered, as if a stone was suddenly thrown into a cold deep lake in his heart, throbbing like ripples appeared, and familiar and eager emotions filled his chest.

"The painting is not good." Su Lang didn't pay attention to his mood at all, shook his head, a little dissatisfied, "It's been a long time since I started to paint, and my hands are born a lot." There are some flaws in the details of the brushwork, if Senior Brother Bi saw it, it must be the same Unsatisfactory.

"No, this painting...is very good." Xuan Xiao paused for breath, slightly eased his eager tone, and said in a slow voice: "Although Xuan Xiao is not good at painting, I saw the painting by my senior sister and the scene of green willow hanging lights that I saw just now. There is no difference, they are all the same, even the two of you and me in this painting, the appearance and demeanor are also lifelike..."

His eyes lingered on the eyebrows and eyes of the two people looking at each other in the painting, and the cold eyes in the past now had a soft gleam. He hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Senior Sister, Xuan Xiao likes this painting very much, Senior Sister If you are dissatisfied with this painting, Xuan Xiao has the cheek to ask Senior Sister for it, but I wonder if Senior Sister is willing to give it to me?"

"It's just a painting. Junior brother can take it if he likes it. But this painting is not good, why don't I paint another one for junior brother?" Su Lang said, turning around to ask the stall owner next to him again. Take a piece of paper.

Xuan Xiao's eyes were softer, and he reached out to grab her sleeves to stop her, "Xuan Xiao dare not bother Senior Sister anymore, this one is already excellent."

Before she could reply, he had carefully folded and put away the drawing paper on the case, took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it to the stall owner beside him, then took her hand and left, "Although the scenery of the Shouyang Lantern Festival is not as good as The Drunken Flower Shade and the Breeze Stream, however, have a special sense of prosperity, and at this moment the night is just right, so why not take a tour."

There was a bit of doubt in his tone. Seeing her nodding her head and following obediently without any objection, her brows could not help but relax, the slightest joy in his heart spread to his face, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Walking with her slowly, occasionally avoiding the crowded crowd, turning around and glanced at the calligraphy and painting booth just now, seeing the left behind white lotus lantern, Xuan Xiao lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes, clinging to the soft little hand of the woman beside him , far behind the lantern that made him feel glaring.

The two walked aimlessly on the street. If it was in the past, he must have sneered at such time-consuming sloppy behavior. If he had spare time, he would hurry up and practice.But at this moment, he actually hoped that this time would be longer, so that he could keep holding this hand and walk slowly.

While his mind was up and down, he suddenly felt the hand in his palm move, and when he looked sideways, he saw Su Lang's bright eyes that were as bright as stars.

"It's the smell of white sugar cake." She narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath of the faint sweet fragrance in the air, turned her head and looked around, and dragged Xuan Xiao to walk quickly.

Following her small sprinting steps with her strength, looking at the back in front of her with fluttering blue hair, the long black hair and the white silk headband flowing and fluttering, brushing against his face from time to time, the elegant fragrance of lotus A burst of noise came into the tip of the nose, Xuan Xiao's face was a little helpless, but his eyes were full of tenderness, as he strode behind her, he carefully supported her arm to prevent her from falling due to too hasty steps.

☆, 60 praying with lanterns