My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 505 As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world

【511】When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless in the world

By the lakeside of Houhai, the moonlight is like water.

Suddenly looking back, the person was there, dimly lit.

At this moment, the situation and the scene are beautiful and picturesque.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it a damp fragrance, and even slightly blowing Yang Sixuan's beautiful hair, swaying with the wind.

Under the light, her pretty face was slightly yellowed, but it still couldn't hide her beautiful face.

Picturesque!

Exudes an intoxicating aroma.

Ye Xuan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, his usually indifferent eyes became more warm, and there was a slight ripple in his heart.

He owed her a lot, but she never resented.

In fact, she never wanted much,
If you can't even protect the one you love?
Can't be happy and happy?
What else do you do?What is it called?

Yang Sixuan met his eyes, at that moment, it was like an electric shock, which made her tremble all over, as if she had realized something, she took a step back suddenly, lowered her head to think, a flash of panic flashed in her heart.

With Yi Ren like this, Ye Xuan subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed her fingers.

Yang Sixuan's little hand was limp, boneless, and a little cold. The moment he touched it, a feeling like an electric current suddenly came from the palm of his hand.

It wasn't the first time her little hand was held by Ye Xuan, but this time, she had a premonition that something would happen, her mind went blank, and she stared at Ye Xuan stupidly.

Looking forward to what he will do next!
And extremely shy!
The amorous feelings at this moment are extremely charming, better than a hundred flowers blooming.

She loves Ye Xuan deeply, and also imagines what will happen between the two of them one day, but when this moment really comes, she is still a little flustered.

"Master Jiu...you..."

Yang Sixuan reacted belatedly, shrinking her shy little hand, but was held tightly by Ye Xuan, and broke free for a while, but never broke free.

The next moment, she stopped moving, but buried her head down, and a blush quietly rose on her face.

A shy woman with all kinds of styles.

Ye Xuan wanted to rush her into his arms, but he didn't do anything. Instead, he held her delicate neck, raised her head little by little, stared into her eyes and said:
"Yu Nu... From now on, I will call you Sixuan."

"I owe you a promise, and I will fulfill it today, Sixuan, from now on, you will be my woman!"

"I will protect you all my life and make you the happiest person in the world."

If you like her, give her happiness.

Allow her a world in exchange for a bright smile on her face.

Yang Sixuan froze for a moment, to be honest, the words of this confession were not gorgeous at all, not even romantic, but from Ye Xuan's mouth...

She wants to cry!
Want to cry!
I wanted to pounce on her chest and let the tears flow wantonly.

One thousand and three hundred years ago, she watched his back slowly leave, but she didn't cry.

She told the wind, the cloud, and the Bodhisattva in the temple!She didn't cry!

When she looks at the wind, the clouds, and the Bodhisattva, she always thinks of him.She didn't cry either.

She rode a pony, tick tock, traveled all over the world, but never met him again.She hasn't cried yet.

She was frozen for thousands of years, looking at this strange world.She still didn't cry.

The moment Houhai met, she also held back her tears.

She just smiled, smiling like a hundred flowers blooming in the spring breeze, because he said that her smile is pure and beautiful, and can melt any ice in the world.

She just laughed and laughed, she thought and thought, when will my smile melt your ice?
And this moment finally made her wait.

Crystal tears poured out like bursting banks, she looked at Ye Xuan's clear eyes, eyes full of sincerity, without any other things mixed in, and the softness in the depths of her eyes raised for her.

She had waited 300 years for this moment.

Even though, at this moment, there is no eternal vow, no flower field roses, but she still burst into tears.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tears and crying took away her makeup.

Standing there, Ye Xuan gently wiped away the tears on her face, but the tears were endless and endless, Ye Xuan frowned slightly:

"Why, aren't you happy?"

"No... I'm so excited! I'm so happy!!!"

At this moment of confession, she seemed to own the whole world.

At this time, the fine water by the river flows slowly, the lights flicker, and the leaves fall in the autumn wind, forming a beautiful picture.

Ye Xuan didn't know that just a few words from himself could make the girl in front of him excited like this.

Hearing this, he didn't need to say anything, he forcefully poured Yang Sixuan into his arms, the soft and fragrant soft jade, just like the ending of a fairy tale, the prince and princess lived happily together.

After a long time, Yang Sixuan broke free from Ye Xuan's arms, and said in a coquettish and worrying tone:

"Master Jiu, you...you won't lie to me, will you? I'm so afraid that this is a dream, and I wake up with nothing left."

Her face was both sweet and frightened.

Indeed, Ye Xuan's confession just now was too sudden, which caught her off guard, and she is still living in a dream!It feels a little unreal.

This is like buying a lottery ticket and winning 500 million yuan, a windfall, making you hold the lottery ticket and check the winning information over and over again, I am afraid it is a dream.

Ye Xuan smiled, put his hands on her shoulders, and said solemnly:
"Miss Yang Sixuan, let me say, I like you! I will make you happy forever."

This time, Ye Xuan's tone was extremely formal.

Yang Sixuan was full of smiles, like a little girl who stole honey, suddenly looked at Ye Xuan slyly, and said with a cute face: "Then Ye Dacai, how much do you like me!!"

How much do I like you?
Ye Xuan looked at her, and blurted out:

"Spring water is born,
Chunlin Chusheng,

ten miles of spring breeze,

not as good as you. "

A year's plan lies in spring, and spring returns to the earth, not as good as your charming smile.

As soon as the short sentence came out, Yang Sixuan laughed immediately.

Just now she was crying so badly, but at this moment, her bright appearance is really like the spring breeze in ten miles, beautiful and beautiful.

She is a talented woman!
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, he is proficient in everything.

Moreover, countless great poets in history have written poems for her.

Li Bai: "The clouds think about the clothes and the flowers, and the spring breeze blows the Revlon."

Bai Juyi: "Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color."

……

She is naturally beautiful, how many compliments she has heard!
Even now, she is also the goddess of the nation, but compared with Ye Xuan's short sentence, those are just passing clouds.

Even if there are sweet words and vows, it is not as good as Ye Xuan's soft words:
The spring breeze is not as good as you!
One sentence is enough!

In an instant, her heart was trembling wildly, Meibo was in flux, her expression was filled with deep joy, and the eyes she looked at Ye Xuan were full of tenderness and sweetness.

At this time, Ye Xuan held Yang Sixuan's little hand that was as white as a bright moon.

The two walked slowly along the lakeside, the moonlight sprinkled in front of them, like the ocean of love.

Mano,

The golden wind and jade dew meet,
It wins but there are countless people.

(End of this chapter)