"For marriage..." The fortune teller looked puzzled, "I'm afraid it's..."

Zhong Xue smiled: "Don't listen to him, I'm counting my fate."

Liang Duan glanced at him: "Is your life not good enough, or I am not good enough for you, why do you need fortune-telling?"

Zhong Xue said, hesitated for a moment, and prevaricated: "No reason, just do the math."

The fortune teller calculated the horoscope carefully, and after a while, his originally terrified face suddenly darkened, he raised his head faintly, his eyes swept from Zhong Xue to Liang Duan, and he swallowed in horror.

Liang Duan realized something was wrong, and frowned: "What's the matter? Are you so scared? Is it short-lived, or extremely short-lived?"

The red thread attached to the little rabbit puppet drew a circle of red marks on Liang Duan's finger, which was already purple, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Zhong Xue's fingers hurt, and he hissed. Turning away, he saw the red thread wrapped around Liang Duan's fingers: "The fingers are all strangled like that, brother, don't you feel pain?"

Liang Duan suddenly came back to his senses, and untied the red thread on his finger in a daze. He didn't say it hurt or that it didn't hurt. He just touched the ear of the little rabbit puppet, and put it into his clothes like a baby.

Zhong Xue is a rabbit.

Zhong Xue knocked on the table: "It's okay, sir."

The fortune teller rubbed his sweaty palms, raised his eyes, and said cautiously: "I don't seem to be very active either."

"You don't work either?" Liang Duan squinted, grabbed Zhong Xue with one hand, and tore off the fortune-telling flag with the other, "Since it doesn't work, don't take this broken flag, so as not to deceive others."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Zhong Xue's waist and pulled her away.

"Brother, he doesn't seem to have finished." Zhong Xue pointed to the bewildered fortune teller behind him.

Liang Duan sneered: "Since it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you say it or not, and my fate is up to me, I never believe it."

The two of them had just walked ten feet away when the sky changed suddenly and it was pouring rain in the blink of an eye.

If it was the past, Liang Duan would definitely go his own way, let the rain fall as he pleases, and get wet as soon as he gets wet.But just now, he showed his life's vigilance against wind and rain, turned around, and brought Zhong Xue into the nearby tavern.

But no matter how fast the speed was, it couldn't be faster than the howling wind and rain, Liang Duan's back was wet, and Zhong Xue was protected by him in his arms. The condition was okay, but there was some water on his chest, but fortunately it was harmless.

The two of them didn't bring umbrellas and couldn't leave for a while, so they let Xiaoer lead the way and went upstairs to sit for a while.

Xiaoer took the robe from Liang Duan and took it to the backyard to bake.Liang Duan tilted his head to look at Zhong Xue's chest: "Is it cold?"

The voice was soft and gentle, the kind that Zhong Xue had never heard before, Zhong Xue was stunned, "Brother Duan, why don't you be rough, I can't stand it."

Liang Duan breathed into his palm, and gently pressed it against Zhong Xue's chest, his tone returned to his usual bad tone: "Are you deaf? May I ask if you're cold?"

Zhong Xue came back to her senses, shook her head hastily, and was about to say that she was not cold, when the words came to her lips, she sneezed first.

"Huh? Brother Zhong? What a coincidence!" Shen Tingzhi put down his erhu and his tablemates, and happily ran over to say hello. Seeing that Zhong Xue was a little wet, he took off his outer robe without hesitation, and enthusiastically put it on for him.

Zhong Xue rolled her eyes and smiled: "I'm a little thin today, thank you."

Holding his face in one hand, Liang Duan pointed to the blue robe on Zhong Xue's back, and said word by word: "Take, go, who wants to wear your clothes."

Shen Tingzhi was at a loss: "I just changed it this morning, it's very clean, and I don't have body odor."

"Who cares if you have body odor." Liang Duan said again: "Take, go!"

Zhong Xue was stunned for a moment, seeing that Liang Duan's face was getting darker and darker, she had no choice but to return the outer robe to Shen Tingzhi.

Just took it off, and sneezed again.

"Look, Brother Zhong is cold." Shen Tingzhi pointed at Zhong Xue unwillingly. Liang Duan had a bad temper, but after witnessing him risking his life to save Zhong Xue in the fire, Shen Tingzhi felt that the two of them must have friendship, but right now they Began to doubt again.

Shen Tingzhi was about to say a few more words for Zhong Xue, but he was shocked when he opened his mouth.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Liang Duan actually pulled Zhong Xue onto his lap, put his arms around Zhong Xue's chest, and hugged him tightly.

Is this person... shameless?Shen Tingzhi gasped, and ran back to his seat one after another.

"Two guests, the tea you want..." The shop waiter carried the teapot and ran up to the second floor with a smile on his face. Seeing this, the smile froze on his face, put down the tea, and ran to another table as if fleeing .

"Is it still cold?" Liang Duan asked Zhong Xue.

Zhong Xue shook her head: "No...it's not cold anymore, in fact I'm not that cold, there's no need to be like this."

"You sneezed twice just now, and you still said you weren't cold? Are you also deceiving people like those two swindlers just now?" Liang Duan hit the nail on the head, stabbed Zhong Xue's lies bloody, and tucked his arms closer tight.

Zhong Xue's face was flushed red, and she could feel the needle-like gazes around her without turning her head, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.After today, he can no longer be a human being, to be precise, he can no longer be an innocent person.

"Brother Duan, there are so many people watching, you...you put me down first." Zhong Xue buried her head in Liang Duan's chest, trying to negotiate.

Liang Duan snorted coldly: "You still care about these?"

"Why don't I care about these?" Zhong Xue asked back, he really wanted to know what kind of image he was in Liang Duan's heart.

Liang Duan lowered his head slightly, leaned into his ear, and let out a deadly chuckle: "Others think you are high-spirited and bright, like a flower on a high mountain, but I know that you are still a wave in your bones. Do you care about this?"

Zhong Xue stared wide-eyed, he could understand every word, but why couldn't he understand all the words together?

Zhong Xue thought hard, and finally...thought of the title of "high moral integrity" with the impression of "abstinence".Zhong Xue can't wait to fuck the world on the spot-even if I'm a show, I'm a show, and I can't get a hairy, and it's as hard to climb as a flower in a high mountain, so let him be disgusted to death.

Liang Duan put his hand on his chest, and smiled angrily: "To be honest, why didn't I realize that you still have such a pure and pure side?"

Brother Duan, please pay attention to your wording!What does it mean that I still have such a pure and innocent side, and where do you see that I am pure and pure?Zhong Xue looked at the hand on her chest, almost going crazy.

"I..." Zhong Xue had just uttered the first word when Liang Duan choked back.

"I really want to poke you right now." Liang Duan's eyes froze.

"Pierce? How... how?" As soon as she asked, Zhong Xue wanted to slap herself twice. What was the question all about? !

Liang Duan smiled: "Like the time in the spring, how about it?"

Zhong Xue finally couldn't take it anymore, sat on Liang Duan's lap, leaned against Liang Duan's chest, turned her head and looked at death like home, and said: "No way! There are so many people watching, you are shameless, I want shame!"

"Is anyone watching?" Liang Duan looked around sternly.

The guests who had sneaked here to watch the excitement immediately turned their faces away, chatting and laughing, completely treating the two of them as air.

Zhong Xue cursed secretly, looking at the hand stretched towards her thigh, she was blind: "What are you doing?"

Liang Duan raised his eyebrows, and gently smoothed Zhong Xue's pleated clothes, he was reserved and courteous throughout the whole process, and did not exceed the rules: "What do you think?"

Zhong Xue was speechless.

Liang Duan held Zhong Xue in one hand, picked up the teapot with the other, poured a cup of hot tea, brought it to his mouth and blew it, and fed Zhong Xue to drink: "Warm your body."

Under Liang Duan's coercion, Zhong Xue drank a pot of hot tea.

I thought it was over, but unexpectedly, holding an empty porcelain cup, Liang Duan lowered his head and asked in a deep voice: "Actually, when I just fed you, you can refuse."

Zhong Xue said: "Why?" And after you are sure that I refuse, you won't beat me to death?Or really...really relive the secret spring thing?

Liang Duan was a little disappointed and said: "If you reject me, I will get angry. When I get angry, I will feed you mouth to mouth. Although I haven't tried it, it sounds very interesting."

"Sounds like that? Who did you hear from?" Zhong Xue said in surprise.

Liang Duan glanced at him, but didn't want to answer.

Just now the rain came and went in a hurry, but after a stick of incense, it suddenly stopped, and Liang Duan's clothes were dried and sent.

He didn't wear it, but directly wrapped Zhong Xue with it, and carried Zhong Xue down the stairs.

"I have legs, so I can walk by myself." Zhong Xue hooked Liang Duan's neck with both hands, and whispered.

Liang Duan hummed lightly: "I want to hug you."

"There are people coming and going on the street, aren't you afraid of being seen chewing your tongue?" Zhong Xue held her breath.

Liang Duan said disdainfully: "You are my man, if I carry you two steps, it depends on the face of the person?"

This man can't reason at all.

Zhong Xue buried her face in Liang Duan's chest and gave up on herself: "Then you should hurry up."

"I didn't notice it before, you are so soft." Liang Duan commented as he walked.

Zhong Xue was already desperate, and said indiscriminately: "Mmm, I am delicate and weak, I admit it."

Leaving the tavern, walking around two alleys, he heard a neighing, and not far away, a man galloped towards this side, dressed in armor and cloaked coir raincoat.

Although the rain just now lasted for a short time, it left many puddles on the ground, and the horseshoes stepped over it, splashing big drops of mud.

"Lingnan urgent report, idlers stay away!" the man held the rein in one hand and raised his sword in the other, shouting.

The people on the street hurried to the side of the road to avoid accidental injury.

Liang Duan was unlucky, he bumped into him as soon as he turned a corner, thanks to his quick reaction, he spun around in the air with Zhong Xue in his arms, so as to avoid it.

Back in the other courtyard of the Wangfu, Liang Duan put down Zhong Xue and went to the woodshed alone, sneaking around.

Liang Duan was leaning against the back of the chair with a gloomy expression on his face. As soon as he waved his hands, two generals came over with fingerboards and red soldering irons.

The fortune teller was sitting on a chair with his hands on his thighs, but he still couldn't stop his legs from shaking.

"Speak well, and I'll let you go after finishing speaking." Liang Duan turned the blood-red jade ring on his thumb, lowered his eyes and said coldly.

The fortune teller's back felt cold, and he licked his lips, "Just ask me."

A homeowner will hand the fortune teller a note.Liang Duan raised his eyebrows: "This is my horoscope, it's considered marriage."

Don't you believe me?Why do you still let me count?The fortune teller was a little confused.

"Are you in trouble?" Liang Duan was a little impatient, "Then take a step back and figure out if I am related to the man who asked you to tell your fortune today. If so, how close is the relationship."

The fortune teller glanced at Liang Duan's horoscope, and said embarrassedly: "My lord, the Xiaodao cultivation is quite shallow, so it can only be counted... it can only be counted as marriage between a man and a woman."

Liang Duan's face darkened, the fortune teller thought he was dead, but just as he closed his eyes, Liang Duan said with difficulty: "Of course you can't count, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't count."

"Why, why?" The fortune teller was taken aback.

Liang Duan frowned: "You don't even know that?"

The fortune teller said what should I know?

Liang Duan took a sip of tea: "There is no god in the sky who cares about the marriage between men and men. What do you think? Is it possible that you want to ascend to the God of Marriage and set a precedent?"

The fortune teller looked at Liang Duan in shock, as if it made sense.

The fortune teller bowed his hands sincerely: "My son is wise!"

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