Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 837 Fortune Telling
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Use your kung fu on the bed."

Gu Xianting blurted out when he heard the words: "The silver thief..."

She is still a big girl with a yellow flower, how can she bear the blunt and hot words, if she hadn't been carried by Xie Fu, she would have run away shyly back then.

"Hey, didn't you say it's okay not to scold?"

"I didn't scold Deng Tuzi."

Xie Fu smiled bitterly: "It's not the same."

Before he knew it, he reached the gate of Yangzhou City, and Gu Xianting suddenly calmed down, wrapped his hands around Xie Fu's neck, put his face pillow on his shoulder, and said softly, "Go more slowly."

"Ah."

The street was bustling with people, and many passers-by couldn't help but stop and look at this strange pair of men and women.

Unlike beggars, women wear wedding dresses with disheveled hair, while men are covered in blood.

And the two walked their own way, as if there was no one else around.

Gu Xianting's voice rang in Xie Fu's ear: "I have been unable to find you, and I often have nightmares, dreaming that you are hungry and have no food to eat, and you are cold and have no clothes to wear. I can't just sit and wait for death, so ah, I I just traveled around the world, looking for you everywhere, I walked a long way, a lot of places..."

Xie Fu was extremely moved, he never thought that Gu Xianting would be so affectionate, we only met that side in Wuxi, how could he think of that.

"Xianting, I don't know, I really don't know."

Gu Xianting smiled lightly: "Now you know."

Xie Fu was so passionate that he actually put Gu Xianting on a fortune-telling table and looked at Gu Xianting with fiery eyes.

The bamboo tube on the table fell to the ground, and the lottery tickets were scattered all over the place.

The fortune teller was in a hurry: "What are you doing?"

Gu Xianting looked at Xie Fu, pulled a piece of gold phoenix, silver and goose embroidery from his wedding dress, and handed it to the fortune teller: "Help me do the calculation."

When the fortune teller saw the embroidered gold, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked, "Miss, what are you?"

"It's marriage, it's when I get married."

The fortune teller looked at Gu Xianting's gorgeous but filthy red wedding dress, with disheveled hair on his face, and an extremely weird expression. You look like you, you are getting married today.

Look at Xie Fu's whole body covered in blood, like after a fight.

This scene makes people involuntarily think of snatching a kiss.

Uh... Looking at the eyes of the two of them again, it was like lotus roots were entwined.

"Sir, have you figured it out?"

"Forehead……"

Xie Fu saw that the fortune teller hadn't answered for a long time, and said with a smile, "Why don't I do the math."

The fortune teller said angrily, "If you want to smash my signboard, there is no door. I, Zhou Bizhun, have learned the 64 hexagrams of King Wen since I was a child, and I have never missed it."

With a snap, Xie Fu put the sword on the table, "I made a mistake, I want your head!"

The fortune teller was really frightened, and said weakly: "I haven't finished my sentence, and I occasionally make mistakes in my calculations, and it's because the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked."

Xie Fu turned his head to the fortune teller and smiled, "Also do the math for me."

The fortune teller stretched out his hand.

Xie Fu often hangs out in the market, and he knows that fortune tellers are not greedy, but that they must be paid for fortune telling, and they must show cheapness to Tianming to make a living, otherwise they will lose their lives.

He took off the jade pendant around his waist and handed it over. Today is a special day, Xie Fu dressed up.

When the fortune teller saw the jade pendant, his eyes protruded like a bull's, and he lost his hair. It is said that wealth and wealth are sought in danger.

Looking down, he saw that there was a lottery in the bamboo tube, which was the approval document requested by Fortune Insurance.

Blunted: "Wealth and wealth are found in insurance."

Xie Fu also worked as a fortune teller, and had a good time eating and drinking. This is a plausible statement that people can guess, who wouldn't.

"Who asked you to calculate this? Calculate whether I love her or not."

On the street, there were still people watching this meeting, Gu Xianting was a little overwhelmed.

Yangzhou is a prosperous place, not a place where folk customs are isolated and traditional. Someone immediately laughed: "Is it worth it? I must love it."

Seeing that Xie Fu was covered in blood, a woman said, "I love you enough to risk your life."

Xie Fu looked at Gu Xianting, did you hear that?

Gu Xianting blinked, what are you doing.

The fortune teller yelled: "What are you doing! What are you doing! You want to smash my Zhou Bizhun signboard, don't you!"

Someone laughed and said, "Zhou Bizhun, do you think you don't love him?"

Gu Xianting's very sensitive brows frowned slightly, probably the image of Xie Fu as a "good guy" was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Seeing her appearance, Xie Fu was a little nervous, glared at Zhou Bizhun suddenly, and let out a deep hum.

Feeling the threat from Xie Fu, Zhou Bizhun hurriedly gave Xie Fu a reassuring expression, pretending to be unpredictable in front of others, watching the sky and the earth, looking at men and women:
"The mountains and rivers are in autumn, the sun is rising in the world, the wind is smooth, and the fireworks are like monuments. The whole body is bathed in blood, and the heart is like white snow."

"Miss, he loves you like the gentle autumn wind at this moment, the warm blood bathing in your body and the coming snow."

Xie Fu was overjoyed, he didn't expect the fortune teller to speak such touching words of love, he blurted out with a smile: "Yes!"

The fortune-teller said quite proudly: "Of course it is, I, Zhou Bizhun, have never missed it."

A woman immediately said loudly: "It's never considered a miss, last time you said I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the woman was immediately covered by her friend and indicated with her eyes that Zhou Bizhuo couldn't be sure about this meeting.

The woman understood immediately.

It is almost everyone's good expectation that lovers will get married eventually.

At this moment, Xie Fu, who was bathed in blood, and Gu Xianting, who was wearing a wedding dress but with disheveled hair, made people feel that the relationship between the couple was bumpy and difficult.

Gu Xianting also smiled, and said to the fortune teller, "Sir, what does this mean?"

Gu Xianting is a talented woman, how can a talented woman not understand this, but she is asking Xie Fu, asking Xie Fu to speak in person.

"Haha, miss, he loves you like this ten-thousand-glowed sword hidden in autumn water, covered in red clothes with blood pressure, shining and hot."

It was a young man who spoke, and it was already late autumn, but he fanned himself with a folding fan in his hand, with a suave and suave aura that could not be concealed, and came out through his clothes.

Gu Xianting looked at Xie Fu, seeming to be blaming, and someone else has to say this for you.

Xie Fu looked back at the young son.

The young master immediately cupped his hands: "I'm not coming, I was overwhelmed by the reckless aura of the young master just now, may I ask you to call him so?"

Gu Xianting couldn't help but giggled when he heard this, and actually said that he was reckless, and in terms of talent and suaveness, you, the late-autumn fan pretending to be romantic, are far worse than him.

But Xie Fu said bluntly: "Didn't you see that I was talking about love? I didn't let you speak, so you shut up."

The young man was stunned for a moment.

When Gu Xianting heard this, she half-smiled and blushed again. She had always been dignified and reserved. She never thought that one day, she would be on the street, and would have a romantic relationship with a man under the crowd watching.

How should I put it, although it is very shy, it is quite fresh.

Xie Fu turned his head to look at Gu Xianting, and said with a smile: "I heard that Miss is dignified and virtuous, and I would like to give you a little more detail for the rest of my life. The mountains and rivers, the same life and the same return."

Xie Fu, a talented man, talks about love, and that's great.

Yang Bulai took the lead and said loudly: "Okay."

These words were like a marriage proposal, and the others encouraged them one after another: "Promise him, promise him..."

Gu Xianting's heart was filled with honey, his lips moved, he was too shy to open his mouth, and turned to look at the fortune teller: "Sir, have you figured out when I will get married?"

(End of this chapter)