It is a tricky thing to understand the origin of the Qixi Festival with Li Jun, an innate god.

With the full moon in the sky, Ye Fen took Li Jun to sit on the swing under the vine trellis in the backyard of the tofu shop, with his arms wrapped around his neck, his eyes gleaming with anticipation: "Cat, tomorrow is Qixi Festival."

Li Jun turned his head sideways: "What is Qixi Festival?"

Ye Fei smiled and told him the legend of Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Li Jun pondered for a moment, and said: "I was born more than 17 years ago, and I have never heard that there is a heavenly court in the God's Vault of Shangwu..."

Ye Fei hurriedly explained: "Thousand worlds are different, this is just a god in one of them."

Li Jun shook his head, and said: "The same goal by different routes, how can there be a god who is willing to cast off his godhead and descend to the earth."

Ye Fen muttered: "Co-author, aren't you selling tofu with me now..."

Li Jun glanced at him and smiled: "The Desire Realm really does not lack me, the Demon Emperor."

Ye Fai said solemnly: "This festival is celebrated by lovers, if you are ruthless, then you have no right."

Li Jun protested: "This cowherd, a vulgar village man, is also doing such a thing as captivity, how is it worthy of my imitation?"

Ye Fei was speechless: "You still don't want to spend the holiday with me..."

Li Jun just wanted to defend himself, but suddenly changed his attitude, and said with a smile: "It's okay to pass, why don't we pass it earlier."

Ye Fei poked his head: "Oh, how can I pass early?"

Could it be that this fellow has prepared a surprise in advance?

Li Jun suddenly picked him up and sent him into the house: "Here, I will take him into captivity like that man."

Shit, I made such a bastard idea.

Ye Fai struggled, but was forcibly stripped of his clothes, like a white fish on a chopping board, and thrown naked on the bed.

"Whenever you and I are happy, I will return your clothes."

"...to labor and management."

"No, no, I can't be a lover."

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of killing a pig came from Ye's Tofu Workshop again.

The man had already heard too much, so he excused himself and went back to his room from the front yard, so as not to disturb those two.

A night of spring night, Qianjindu,

From now on, it will not be the Qixi Festival.

The author has something to say:

Hey, this is a Qixi Festival gift for everyone.

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