Chapter 127 Getting Married
"Xiao Sheng'er, let's see you next time," Chu Jie slipped away instantly when he saw the situation was not going well.

After all, he just wanted to embarrass that little boy, but he didn't want to embarrass himself. If he fought with this lunatic now, he wouldn't be so stupid.

"Sister, will you not want me?" Fu Han hesitated for a long time before asking this question.

Qiao Sheng silently supported his forehead, and then went back to this question after going round and round. She directly took his hand and said decisively: "No, so can you go home with me now?"

"Okay," Fu Han raised the corner of his mouth silently, and his whole body was filled with a sense of happiness.

A year later, the time remains the same, but people's moods are different.

Fu Han was sitting at the stone table, stroking the zither gently, looking at the sword dancer under the tree without blinking eyes, the woman's red hair moved with the wind of the sword, a red dress swayed with the wind, petals on the tree The pieces are falling, and at this time she is like a dragon swimming, graceful and red, with a fierce sword style but with a trace of unknown tenderness, she looks charming and charming, like a fairy descending to earth.

At this time, the sound of Fu Hanqin was melodious and melodious, matching the woman's sword dance little by little, with a little smile in his eyes, and the trace of love in his heart was constantly revealed in the sound of the piano.

After the dance, she didn't know whether it was the sound of the piano that touched her heartstrings, or her dancing posture captivated his eyes. The two looked at each other slightly, as if their own hearts trembled slightly.

She came slowly, and he got up to meet her.

"My sister is very beautiful today. If Ahan can accompany my sister with the piano and watch her dance in this life, Ahan will have no regrets in this life. Sister, how about we get married?"

Fu Han was standing in front of her at this time, his dark eyes no longer had the previous hatred and resentment, but now his eyes were clear and bright, filled with her, and his tone was even more sincere.

"Okay!" Qiao Sheng thought for a while, she still didn't want to make the little wolf boy she raised regretful, so let's make a good impression on him before leaving.

Hearing this, Fu Han's pupils enlarged instantly, tears gathered in his eyes, and gradually a crystal clear teardrop fell down, and he asked tremblingly: "Sister, is what you said... is it true? Are you really Would you like to? Am I still dreaming?"

Looking at his incoherent appearance, Qiao Sheng didn't expect him to be so excited.

She half-jokingly said: "Do you think it's fake? If you don't want to, I won't force it."

How could Fu Han be unwilling?Hearing this time, he was even happier.

He leaned over and hugged her, hugged her waist and said affectionately: "Sister, you are so kind, Ahan likes you so much, I like you so much, sister, it is my good fortune that Ahan has you in this life."

Qiao Sheng hugged him back slowly, the expression in his eyes was unclear.

One month later,
The whole Qingqiu was decorated with lights, red silk was hung on the trees, and happy words were pasted on all the windows of Qingqiu. When everyone heard the good news, they were very happy. There is nothing wrong with Master Sheng marrying a boy from the wolf tribe.

On this day, the ground was covered with flowers. Qiao Sheng was wearing a red wedding dress, stepping on the blessings of everyone on the ground and walked towards Fu Han step by step. At this time, Fu Han seemed to be full of happiness, his face Always with a big smile.

But the moist red eye sockets revealed his truest thoughts at this moment. Not only did he feel very happy, but he also felt a little incredible and excited.

He never thought that a filthy person like himself could really touch his own light.

(End of this chapter)

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