Dasheng still has a strong boyfriend today

Spring begins in March, and the area of ​​Jizhou City is in the north, and the weather is still very cold. There will be light snow here from time to time, making the whole town seem like a dream.

In the ruined temple outside the city, many beggars hugged each other in twos and threes to keep warm. Tang Seng touched his nose and didn't dare to step in. He pulled Monkey King and turned around and entered the city. Only then did the beggars withdraw their hostile eyes.

Tang Seng stood in front of the inn where he was going to stay, his eyes became a little loose, and his face was a little hot, as if thinking of something.

"What?" Sun Wukong took his shoulder from behind, "What are you thinking?"

Tang Seng shrugged his shoulders and pushed his hand away, walked into the inn with strides, "No, go in, I'm so tired."

However, what was hidden under the blush on his cheeks were all the things that happened when he stayed in a famous inn. Since then, the development has deviated out of control.

"Master, are you staying in the shop?"

The proprietress of the inn greeted her briskly. She was a woman in her 30s, with a very simple appearance.

Tang Seng breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, I want two rooms."

Sun Wukong knew at a glance that he was probably thinking of the proprietress of the famous inn before, so he smiled and said to the proprietress, "One room is fine."

"Two rooms! Being a teacher is rich!" Tang Seng glared at him.

"One room, if you have money, you have to save money." Ignoring Tang Seng's resistance, Monkey King covered his mouth with one hand to prevent him from speaking, and took out the money with the other hand to the proprietress.

......

Tang Seng leaned against the window and took a sip of the water handed over by Monkey King. He kept stretching his head out, revealing a section of his fair neck.

"What's the matter, the street is so lively?"

Sun Wukong circled him from behind, trapped him in the small world between his arms and the window sill, and gently landed a kiss on that exposed neck.

"You are really dizzy these days, you really don't know what day it is?"

Tang Seng shrank his neck in dissatisfaction, and turned his head to give him a puzzled look.

"Today is the Qiqiao Festival."

Sun Wukong put his head on Tang Seng's shoulder, leaned close to his ear and whispered, the hot air in his ear caused Tang Seng to tremble slightly.

"Such a coincidence?" Tang Seng felt a little doubtful in his heart, but he also lamented that another whole year had passed.

"Yeah, are you going out to play today? There are no dance performances in Jizhou City."

Thinking of the dance performance, Tang Seng shivered again, "I won't go to see it anymore."

......

Youshi (five o'clock in the afternoon), the two came out of the inn, which was the busiest time for the Qiqiao Festival.

Tang Seng bought two masks on the street, one monkey and one plain white. Watching Monkey King take away the plain white mask, but it overlapped with the scene last year, Tang Seng smiled.

"This is what I remembered, so happy." Sun Wukong approached Tang Seng wearing a plain white mask.

Tang Seng rolled his eyes and put the monkey mask on his head, "What are you selling over there?"

There was a shop on the street, decorated in cyan, with two cyan flags hanging outside the shop, fluttering in the wind, and there was a long queue outside the door, at least dozens of people.

"What is this for?" Sun Wukong grabbed the passing peddler and asked.

"Both of you are from other places. The green plum juice in Jizhou City ranks first in the whole country. This one is the most famous. Since you two are in Jizhou City, why don't you try it?" The peddler introduced enthusiastically. .

"Thank you, I have to go and try it." Tang Seng thanked, and pulled Monkey King to line up.

After a long time, the two men managed to buy two small jars. Tang Seng threw the jars to Monkey King, frowned and muttered, "It's really expensive, and I don't know if it's worth it."

Sun Wukong sniffed, sniffing the smell of fermentation in the air, the corners of his mouth under the mask were cracked, his eyes were full of smiles, "I'll know if I go back often."

The two didn't go back directly. Tang Seng was dragged by Monkey King to release the river lanterns, watched the show, bought some popular snacks and pastries, and then leisurely returned to the inn.

The author has something to say: moving toward the end