Chapter 327, This Peach Blossom Doesn't Need to Bloom Again

Fang Jiuran laughed and avoided it; "Don't ask, it's a secret."

"If you peek and know the content, it won't work."

"Chen'er, I heard that the lotus lantern on the Qinhuai River is very magical.

Don't peek at what I wrote."

Seeing Fang Chen stretch out his hand to get the lantern.

Fang Jiuran gave a warning directly.

Upon hearing this.

Fang Chen immediately calmed down, thinking that the woman had a delicate mind.

Fang Jiuran's writing is probably about expressing his love for himself, right?

"Well, if you don't read it, don't read it.

Do you want to guess what I wrote?".

Fang Chen poked Fang Jiuran with his elbow, and asked with a playful smile.

Fang Jiuran rolled his eyes at him;
"No guessing, I don't want to know, but if you dare to write the names of other girls in our lanterns, don't blame me for ignoring you in the future!".

wipe!
Fang Chen's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Good guy.

Fang Jiuran is really a roundworm in his stomach!
Fang Chen really almost wrote one;
Dreams are sleeping together.

Fortunately, as soon as the idea of ​​commotion appeared, he was killed by him.

Fang Jiuran gently put the lantern from Liantaisuo into the Qinhuai River, and the lantern fell into the lake, causing splashes and ripples.

It shook for a while, but it didn't sink.

Slowly along the direction of the lake, slowly drifting away.

Fang Chen put his hands behind his head, staring blankly at Fang Jiuran's back.

My heart feels comfortable and realistic.

The woman's graceful figure is full of styles, and the back view alone has a soul-stirring beauty, which is touching.

Fang Chen walked up to Fang Jiuran, and wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist;
"Little Seven".

"Die, you, Fourth Sister and Fang Biyun are still on the flower boat..."

Fang Jiuran struggled symbolically, and then snuggled into Fang Chen's arms with a blushing face.

After all, it's such an intimate gesture in public like this.

It was really the first time for Fang Jiuran.

Fang Chen's head was buried in the woman's soft hair.

There is an aromatic and charming smell between the hair tips.

Fang Jiuran turned his face sideways, and blinked his slender eyelashes, looking very pretty; "I won't tell you, will you be angry with what I wrote on the rice paper in the lantern?"

angry?

Fang Chen's stomach is so small, he chuckled;
"will not".

The two of them were very close to each other, and while they were talking, the hot air they spewed hit each other's faces.

Fang Chen's little brother, who was about to move, reacted instantly.

"Don't worry, what I wrote is the name of a man from another family? Hong Xing is out of the wall, making your head green?".

Fang Jiuran pursed her seductive red lips lightly.

Fang Chen froze for a moment, good guy!
What Xiaoqi's words about tigers and wolves said...

I really have no temper.

He immediately put on a vicious expression; "If you dare to write, I will spank your ass."

"Try hitting me, I'll run away from home right away, hum."

Fang Jiuran teased, but saw the idiot walking towards the edge of the boat.

"Chen'er, why are you going?"

Fang Chen moaned and said, "I'm looking for the lantern you just put down.

I'll take it out and see what you wrote."

With that said, Fang Chen rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture to dive into the water.

Fang Jiuran hurriedly stopped him with a chuckle; "Stupid?".

"In front of Seventh Sister, did you start to lose your temper?".

Fang Jiuran shaved Fang Chen's tall and handsome nose.

The young man licked his lips and pretended to be pitiful; "My wife is going to run away with the old Wang next door.

If I am stupid, no one will feel sorry for me."

"puff".

"But what I wrote was really someone else's name."

Fang Jiuran decided to get angry with Fang Chen again, but when he said this, Fang Chen didn't say anything, but took her into his arms.

"Oh".

With the salty breeze blowing on the lake, Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran stood side by side like this.

After a while, Fang Jiuran asked, "You never ask me about my past, so don't worry about it.

In your lost memory, what did I do to you?".

Fang Chen smiled; "So what?".

"So you're really not afraid at all that I, Hong Xing, will have an affair?"

Fang Jiuran felt dumbfounded, and felt that the idiot who was pretending to jump into the river to find the lantern just now was acting.

Now I feel that Fang Chen's carefree look seems to be a bit indifferent to himself.

Worrying about gains and losses, she raised her graceful willow eyebrows.

Fang Chen smirked.

His chin rested directly between Fang Jiuran's brows, and he said softly; "Don't worry."

"why?".

Fang Jiuran pouted and asked angrily.

Sure enough, men are big pigs, especially since I indulged Chen'er so much, it's only been a few days since I stopped loving him.

It turns out that love disappears, right?
Fang Chen smiled and pecked lightly on her red lips.

"because……".

The sun shines on Fang Chen's handsome face, making the sharp-edged face very tough;

"If you go an inch from the wall, I'll move the wall an inch, and if you go a foot from the wall, I'll move the wall a foot."

"Anyway, it's just my own wall, and it's still in my own yard.

I have nothing to worry about."

He smirked twice.

Fang Jiuran was stunned.

I am afraid that this is the most touching love story in the world.

Fang Jiuranyu put his arms around Fang Chen's neck;
"You heart-stealing little thief".

"Hey, please call me the Heart Arsonist."

"Well".

The next moment, Fang Chen's pupils widened suddenly, and Fang Jiuran's jade face was directly pressed against her, and she offered her red lips.

A certain arsonist was kissed by a woman for the second time within a week.

"If you're angry, you can only tease `tickling` me alone."

This fire is just too hot.

pity.

Fang Jiuran couldn't extinguish it with her own hands, because she didn't know the future, and whether the fire in her heart that was ignited by Fang Chen could still burn slowly after leaving him.

On the Qinhuai River, there is an extremely beautiful scenery presented.

The Phantom in Purple Cloth caresses the guqin in the middle of the flower boat and sedan chair.

The girl in the suit stood beside the flower boat in silence.

The young couple hugged and kissed.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Changquan City, which was originally sunny and cloudless, suddenly fell with snowflakes.

The snow is blooming, and the white mist is floating.

This scene is like a fairyland to reflect the atmosphere, very beautiful.

"Brother, it's snowing."

"Ok".

"I want to see the little snowman".

"it is good".

……

The lanterns drifted slowly, gradually drifting away, and had gone in two directions directly opposite to the flower boat they were riding on.

What Fang Jiuran wrote on it was; Past and present lives, grow old together.

What Fang Chen wrote down is;
After having you, my peach blossoms don't need to bloom...

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