Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1736 New Year’s Sweets (12)

Holding her fingertips, she tugged at the person beside her.

She looked at the Yuelao Temple by the river with her beautiful eyes, as if it was a novelty.

"Jiu Ge, can we go see the God of the Moon?"

"Or... to pay respects?"

She turned to look at the gentle man, joking.

There is a feeling of doing bad things on purpose.

"Why don't we go burn incense for him?"

The extremely high-ranking god smiled and said nothing, and only gently pulled her closer to prevent her from being hit by the flow of people.

"How about it? Let's go~"

She pulled him and was about to go to Yuelao Temple.

The good-tempered man seemed to sigh and held her tightly.

"Go this way."

He gently embraced her and walked to another road with few people.

"Don't always go to crowded places, you know?"

He always reminds her gently.

"When there are too many people, it is easy to bump into them."

Always be extra careful with her.

That delicate and scorching person, with crooked smiling eyes, "I know~"

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At this time, the old moon god who was being worshiped by the world suddenly seemed to sense the coming of the god.

Soon, the statue in the temple lit up for a moment.

The gentleman who guarded the door and made a living by fortune-telling and fortune-telling suddenly froze there as if possessed by a god.

Immediately, his eyes became kind and peaceful, he stroked his beard, and laughed.

He is energetic, but full of immortality.

That appearance is somewhat similar to the statue of Moon God in the temple.

He sat under the big tree in front of Yuelao Temple, watching the people coming and going benevolently.

There are many girls who come here, hoping to have a good marriage.

The fortune teller sat there and glanced at the flag standing beside him.

Fortune-telling, fortune-telling.

He patted the words on it, looking very satisfied.

"It's been a long time since I did it myself, and I don't know if the hand will grow..."

He stroked his beard and looked not far away.

As if waiting for someone.

After a while, the demon and the god, who came hand in hand, appeared in front of Yuelao Temple.

The brightly colored flower demon, still flamboyant and full of smiles, stood next to the cold god.

The god's eyes were gentle, and he embraced her, as if he was whispering something.

She leaned on him, humming softly, very casually.

The god stopped talking, just hugged her and smiled quietly.

Inadvertently, that cold gaze swept over, faintly.

The gentleman with a fairy style immediately stood up, bowed slightly, and was extremely respectful.

This is the lower god, saluting the upper god.

Etiquette is unavoidable.

The god nodded slightly, his brows and eyes were light.

Soon, the people beside him also noticed.

Bright and clear eyes fell on the fortune teller.

Almost instantly, I keenly felt something strange.

"Old man?"

Her instincts are always right.

"What?" The gentle and gentle god stared at her, still leading her to a place where there were few people.

Yun Si raised her chin and signaled, "He really looks like Yuelao."

Moreover, there is always a breath of God on his body.

"Girl, do you want to tell your fortune?"

The old man with a long beard stroked his beard and smiled.

"The old man sees that your face is plump with peaches, and your cheekbones are round, you are a blessing!"

"..." The person who was about to look away stopped in his tracks.

Looking over, it seems to be aroused interest.

"Oh?"

"Would you like to have a fortune teller, Miss? No charge!"

He was soliciting, but his movements were familiar.

(End of this chapter)