Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Chunling is located in the southwestern border of China, and there are many ethnic minorities, so there are many festivals celebrated by local people. For example, in mid-November, Chunling has a lively and grand annual Holy Mu Festival.

People in Chunling will change into their own national costumes. Women wear tight underwear of various colors, short jackets with narrow sleeves and collarless sleeves, bright skirts that reach ankles, and skirts with exquisite silver belts. A fruity yellow Gelan, many male omega will wear it.

Men all wear collarless double-breasted or large-breasted short-sleeved blouses, long trousers, and white, water-red or blue cloth to wrap their heads.

The festival usually lasts for three to five days. People bathe and put on exquisite clothes in the early morning, and then start to celebrate for several days. I hope that the upcoming new year will be safe and smooth.

Although Song Qing is not from Chunling, he does as the Romans do when he goes to the countryside. He specially ordered a set of Chunling costumes for Lian Yanlian Fu and himself, and prepared to go out together on the Holy Mu Festival.

The store is a time-honored brand in Chunling, with high production efficiency and exquisite finished products. The skirt embroidery is done by hand, stitch by stitch.

When the clothes arrived, the finished product lived up to the store's reputation, but—

Song Qing: "I only ordered two dresses."

And the three sets of exquisitely crafted clothes in front of them are all skirts spread out neatly, the colors are bright, and the silver ornaments are decorated with agates and stacked on top of the clothes.

The shopkeeper who delivered the clothes was in his 50s and [-]s. His forehead was so smooth that mosquitoes could spit his feet on it. His face was instantly filled with regret, "Ah, I got it wrong!"

When Song Qing came in to order clothes, someone happened to be calling and ordering clothes, so he confused the two of them by saying something here and there.

And one day later will be Holy Mu's Day, even if he rushes to do it all night, it will be too late, the shopkeeper's bushy eyebrows are downcast, full of apology, "Why don't I charge you two and a half sets, and you will settle down? Now It's too late, even if I want to change it for you, it will be too late."

Song Qing scanned the clothes and then looked at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's eyebrows were drooping to his mouth. He looked quite pitiful. Song Qing couldn't say no to this face, "All right."

"Okay." The shopkeeper revived in an instant, took out the cash code in a flash, and winked at Song Qing playfully, "Five-star praise will return ten yuan coupons, dear~"

Song Qing: "..."

Does he regret that there is still a chance?

So on the day of Shengmu Festival, only Lian Yan and her daughter put on Chunling costumes.

Lian Fu happily spun around in circles, the silver pendants collided with each other, crisp and clang, she stopped when she had spun enough, and Song Qing happened to come down from upstairs holding Song Yan.

Lian Fu jumped in front of Song Qing, her voice was crisp and full of vigor, "Does it look good, brother!"

After he caught a cold, he didn't dare to get close to Lian Fu and Song Yan. Today was the first time he met Lian Fu at close range in recent days. , gently rubbing the top of Lian Fu's head, "Like an elf, very pretty."

Song Qing's voice was gentle, and Lian Fu's face turned red when she praised her. She raised her voice and said, "Brother looks better! But doesn't brother wear the same clothes as us?"

Song Qing explained: "Brother's clothes were made wrong, so I don't wear them anymore."

Lian Fu wrinkled her face, she wanted to wear the same clothes as her brother, "I saw three pieces, which one can't my brother wear?"

"That's a dress, my brother doesn't look good in it."

Lian Fu retorted loudly, "No, my brother looks good in anything! My brother is the most beautiful in the world!"

Song Yan nestled in Song Qing's arms, nibbling her head repeatedly, as if echoing Lian Fu's words.

"Brother, what to wear." Lian Fu grabbed the corner of Song Qing's clothes and shook them, looking at Song Qing pitifully. "I want to wear the same clothes as my brother."

Song Qing couldn't stand Lian Fu's pleading appearance, so she lost the battle. The moment Lian Fu raised her eyes when she refused, all the words of refusal were buried in her heart. Besides, there are many male omega who can wear skirts. would be too obtrusive.

Lian Yan laughed beside her, Huang Gelan was trembling by her ears, she hugged Song Yan and said: "I will hold Yan Yan first, and I will wait for you at the door."

"Wait for you, brother!" Lian Fu smiled slyly, and went out together with Lian Yan.

Song Qing repeatedly changed into the wrong set of clothes, but she didn't expect that the size of the skirt was also wrong. Fortunately, Song Qing was thin, took a hard breath, and finally pulled up the zipper stuck in the half of her buttocks.

A floor-to-ceiling mirror was placed in front of him, and his current appearance could be seen clearly in the mirror. The bright red tube top wrapped his chest and ended at the waist and abdomen. The ankle-length skirt could barely cover Song Qing's calves, ankles The graceful arc extends out, and the belt with exquisite patterns hoops out a thin and white waist. With a slight movement, the silver jewelry rings crisply.

Song Qing was ashamed by herself in the mirror, and couldn't get used to it for a while, so she turned her head and glanced out the window.

Figures moved on the street, the sound of silver ornaments colliding one after another, colorful skirts printed a sea of ​​flowers, among them were men and women, which made Song Qing feel a little less ashamed, he took a deep breath, put on his shoes Go downstairs quickly.

"Brother is so beautiful!" Lian Fu exclaimed excitedly before Song Qing came to him.

Eyes gathered from all around.

Song Qing covered her face in embarrassment and shame, Lian Fu grabbed Song Qing's arm and rushed into the crowd.

"Brother," Lian Fu jumped up and down in the crowd, pointed to the distance, and said curiously, "why are the people over there wearing masks?"

There is a circle of open space around the street, about a hundred of them, wearing various masks, or blue face with red teeth, or white face with purple lips, holding a torch high in their hands, with their legs stretched and slightly bent, walking staggeringly from side to side.

Song Qing didn't know much, so she could only say briefly, "This is a sacrifice to the gods. It is said that it is to thank the ancient gods for saving the world by transmuting ghosts and monsters."

Lian Fu glanced at the simple altar in the center, and there was still a person lying down, and said, "Then why is there a person lying there?"

"Because..." Song Qing scratched her nose. He had heard this passage before, but it had been a while, and he couldn't remember it clearly.

"Because," a voice suddenly came from Song Qing's side, "the ancient god fell in love with a ghost, and that ghost volunteered to be a guide, leading the ancient god to destroy all the ghosts except him."

Song Qing's body was slightly stiff when he heard the sound, and Lian Fu couldn't feel it, so he continued to ask, "So people also thank him?"

"No, people asked the ancient gods to kill him."

Lian Fu was surprised, "Ah! Why!"

"I'll tell you next time."

Lian Fu was listening with great enthusiasm, how could she wait for the next time, she followed the voice and looked over, her first reaction was that this was a beautiful brother, only a little less beautiful than her brother.

Then she looked more and more familiar, "You are... the person in the newspaper!"

Naturally, she will not let her know about the entanglement between adults, but Lian Fu is deeply impressed by Shen Yuguan, whether she often sees Shen Yuguan in the newspapers at home, or Lian Yan looks at him like a different person Similarly, this gave Lian Fu some ideas in his immature mind.

Why does the newspaper at home often have him, and why does my mother get upset when she sees him.

Is it...

Lian Fu called out loudly: "Father!"

Song Qing: "..."

Shen Yuguan: "..."

Walking from a distance, Lian Yan happened to hear: "..."

The air instantly froze into ice.

Song Yan thought it was very fun, and slapped her fat little palms together. She imitated Lian Fu and said, "Yeah...baba."

Lian Yan was embarrassed: "Don't yell."

Lian Funu stuck out his tongue, "It was my niece who called me just now."

Shen Yuguan was the first to react, ecstatically, "Is Yanyan calling me daddy?"

Song Qing glared at Shen Yuguan, feeling sour in her heart, "No."

This was the first time Song Yan called out such a symbolic title, even if it was unintentional.

Shen Yuguan was worried that Song Qing would be unhappy, so he suppressed his smile, "Okay, no."

Lian Fu followed suit and corrected, "That's right, my little niece should call you grandpa."

"... "

Lian Yan didn't know that Lian Fu guessed from that that Shen Yuguan was the result of her father, but for a while she felt that she couldn't explain it clearly to Lian Fu, not to mention that the scene was too embarrassing, so she had to pull Lian Fu away first.

Shen Yuguan tore off several strands of his combed hair, pasted them messily on his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Am I that old?"

Song Qing was caught off guard and amused by this grievance, and laughed out loud.

Originally, Song Qing was still worried that Shen Yuguan would live next door to him, and would stalk him like in Shuangcheng, but after that goodbye, Shen Yuguan behaved extremely peacefully, I don't know if he did it on purpose , or it was an unintentional move, Song Qing hardly ever met him, but from this point of view, it seemed that he was being overwhelmed.

But he didn't know if this was Shen Yu Guanxin's plan, but whether it was or not, it did make Song Qing's boredom towards him a lot less, at least hearing him say such unpleasant words now, Song Qing I would like to go back to the previous sentence.

Song Qing: "Well, yes."

Shen Yuguan didn't expect Song Qing to return him, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Qing in a daze, "Are you talking to me?"

Song Qing turned around and entered the crowd, her ethereal voice caressed Shen Yuguan, "Maybe she was talking to the air."

Shen Yuguan froze on the spot for a full five seconds, then finally came back to his senses, turned his head eagerly as if flattered, and looked for Song Qing's figure.

Song Qing was dressed in a red skirt, like a slender goldfish, swimming in the clear waves, if not paying attention, it would be covered by the rising water plants, but once a part of the tail fin was exposed, it was so bright and eye-catching.

So Shen Yuguan found Song Qing among the crowd without any effort.

"You are very..." Shen Yuguan didn't know whether he was too poor in words, or how gorgeous words could not describe Song Qing at the moment, so he chose the most direct word, "beautiful."

Shen Yuguan's voice fell to the side of his ears, and it seemed that his warm breath was still entangled in his cochlea, and Song Qing's face suddenly became hot.

This was the first time he heard words from Shen Yuguan's mouth that praised him for his beauty.

[The author has something to say]: [Thanks to the caterpillar for the reward~]